The Olympic Flame

The Olympic flame came past my office this morning. Here are some photos and the obligatory ditty.




The Torch comes to Harrow on the Hill

 (To the tune of "Molly Malone")
In London's fair city
Where the traffic flow's sh....awful
I first set my eyes on the Olympic flame.
It was carried through Harrow
Through a street which was narrow
Just two days before the start of this year's games.

Alive, alive -o-oh, alive, alive-o-oh
Ran a young man with muscles
Alive, alive-o.

Archtypal British scene;   crowd, sponsors, policeman, Union Jack

There were large crowds to greet it.

I bet many have tweeted

That fine summer morning up here on the hill.

There were dancers and big floats

And police in high-viz coats.

To see the real torch was, for many, a thrill.



The Olympic Head of Security breaks free of his handcuffs and waves to the crowd as he's carted off to the nick..  



Alive, alive -o-oh, alive, alive-o-oh 

Ran a young man with muscles
Alive, alive-o.



A topical song (to the tune of "Diamonds are Forever")

Diamond is forever
It costs too much to relieve him.
When he speaks you can't believe him.
He just rigs interest rates
With his bent city mates
To hurt us.....

Diamond is forever
'Cos the banks think that they own us,
So, Big Deal, he waived his bonus.
He'll just massage the facts so he won't pay much tax.
He's gone too far,  like Jimmy Carr.
What good will Diamond do me?
He'll continue to screw me.
He's lost his cred
Like Fred the Shred..
Diamond is forever, forever forever
Daimond is forever, forever, forever
Forever,   and Ever.