Strange weekend this one. Funeral on Friday. Chiled on sat. Currently sitting in Dalkeith county park topping up my sunburn while my granddaughter runs around like a lunatic.
As a wierdo who has zero interest in anything sports I'm looking for somewhere to hide
It's impossible to avoid is my takeaway, better lock yourself up for 2 weeks. So: rugby sevens this weekend on the telly, nice one. Watch out for DuPont playing for France - Gold medal written all over that.
Tonight my Dad's in town, so likely to avoid the ceremony itself by being in a pub. Slanj!
Still ill and watched the whole opening ceremony. I enjoyed it. Very long and I don't know how good it would be if you were sitting in the pishing rain watching it. However, I've shazamed a few tunes from the fashion show/nightclubby bit, loved the laser show at the Eiffel Tower, Lady Gaga was alright, Celine was good, the silver animatronic horse was cool and I love the hot air balloon couldron!!!
Lasers were guid. The Eiffel tower is so symbolic. Just in frae the pub, and it's a grand thing tae comment oan. Abidy wis sayin how shite the horse wis