Although I now carry a US passport and make my home in bucolic New Jersey, I am British through and through. Above all, I am Londoner. I was born in Paddington, raised in Chelsea, schooled in South Ken and lived in various parts of London till I was 25. There was no way, I was missing the Games in London, tickets or no tickets. In fact, thank to my mum I did quite well. We saw some of the Women's Marathon swim in Hyde Park. We watched the Women's and Men's 470 Medal round at the Nothe in Weymouth on Friday. Yesterday, we were among the French and Swedes for the Handball Final at the Olympic Park - Allez Les Bleus (OK I am a little bit French too). When London won the bid, I wasn't too sure what to expect. I heard about the plans. Impressed but skeptical that...
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