While in London this weekend I popped by Borough Market to do some shopping. As I was walking down Borough High Street, all of a sudden half a dozen police motorcycles charged down the street and started blocking off traffic, which was all a bit mysterious and scary-looking, until a friendly person in a Samsung T-shirt told me that the Olympic torch run was passing through the area. Not for the first time I wished I had bought the camera attachment for my mobile phone.
Eventually the torch arrived, but it got held up by a bus stuck in the way of the TV van that was covering proceedings. Cue all the policemen on motorcycles (who were absolutely loving it, zooming up and down and empty street) swarming about attempting to get it out of the torch bearer’s way, but with not much clue as to how to do it. The words “piss up” and “brewery” came to mind, and it was a good 5-10 minutes before they managed to escort it out of the way and give the bearer safe passage. Not really confidence-boosting, if we can’t organise one day of a torch run to go smoothly, then how can we hope to host the entire damn Games?