I’m not what you might call a great sports fan. As a child I didn’t really excel at any sports, although I do remember almost getting picked for the school hockey team once. I was one of those children who stood around when teams were being picked, and was usually one of the last to be chosen. The only sport I followed with any interest at all was show jumping, but even that petered out when I went to University. Oh, and ice dance. I remember vividly sitting and watching the 1984 winter olympics with my Mum when Jayne Torvill and Christopher Dean won the gold medal for Bolero. Magic moment – I am sure we both cried.
Despite not being a hardcore sports fan, I have always enjoyed watching the Olympics. The geekdaddy and I like to sit down at the end of the day whilst they’re running and watch the highlights – there’s something amazing about watching so many top quality sportspeople at the height of their game. Fabulous. So I must admit to being excited about the Olympics being held in London this year. Not excited enough to want to get tickets; sadly I think the kids are still too young for that, but excited enough to be following proceedings and looking forward to sitting down to watch some of it on television with the geekdaughter. I’m hoping that she might just remember some of it when she’s older.
When my Mum pointed out that the Olympic torch would be passing very close to us, I of course agreed to go to watch with her. So yesterday I kept the geekdaughter off nursery, packed the still-suffering geekdaddy into the car with us, collected my Mum and we all headed up to Knutsford to see the torch. I had no idea what it would be like, but I knew it would be a once in a lifetime experience that I wanted to share with my family.
Parking was, unsuprisingly, difficult but not impossible. We got fairly close to the torch route, and walked down to find a good sport to watch from. Whilst there were a lot of people on the streets, we still managed to find a little gap where we could stand right by the road so the geekdaughter could get a clear view. The weather wasn’t brilliant, but could have been a lot worse! The atmosphere was fantastic – the people stood around us were friendly, there were loads of kids. The Knutsford Rock Choir kept us entertained with a great repertoire of songs, and before we knew it things were happening.
The buses from the main sponsors did a great job of warming the crowds up before the torch arrived.
And then after a little wait it became clear that the torch was on its way. Our torchbearer walked down the road to take his position to a great reaction from the crowd. We found out from someone standing near to us that he was a local 18-year-old who had lost an eye to childhood cancer and had raised a large amount of money for charity. I must confess to having a tear in my eye as he ran past us…
Almost too late I realised I should take a photo of the geekdaughter to show her in the years to come that she really was there (although you can hear her quite audibly giggling at the Olympic mascot on the video!). Unfortunately she was not in the mood to have her picture taken, and so the best I managed was this:
A real once in a lifetime experience, and I’m so glad we were there. I’m now looking forward to watching some of the Olympics with my little girl 🙂