That's the end of that...

Well, that’s the Olympics in London all but over. Hazel made me miss the opening ceremony by choosing to be born just after it, and she’s made me miss the closing ceremony by dint of being reluctant to sleep. 

Ah, well. Sometimes living your own life has to take precedence over watching fit people do sporty things. 

Expect exactly no commentary at all on the media coverage of this Olympics… 😉