Loving the olympics...

I've often struggled with my hyphenated identity, but right now I feel proud and delighted to call myself British. I love the up-beatness, the volunteering ethos, watching athletes acheive their dreams after so much hard work (the antithesis of the overnight-celebrity dream, which makes me feel rather unwell). I love the opening ceremony's celebration of the complexity of modern Britain, how we delivered a great games logistically / operationally, and how the atmosphere has changed into people being positive and smiling. And I'm quite excited about Finchley's gold postbox (thank you Anthony Joshua). Roll on the paralympics.