Olympic confession

My name is Lesley and I got Olympic tickets.ย  Phew, it’s good to get that off my chest, as in the past week or so I’ve certainly felt like a vulnerable minority. So, Iโ€™ve got a year to brush up on my badminton knowledge: ahem, did you know that the best shuttlecocks are considered to be those made from the feathers from the left wing of a goose? No, Iโ€™m sure you didnโ€™t, though I have now enriched your day considerably. Donโ€™t rush to thank me.
Yes, the ticketing process could probably have gone smoother. The friend who had tickets in her virtual โ€˜handโ€™ at 6 a.m. the day the second round opened up, only to have the site crash on her, may start speaking to me again in a month or so, I hope.

I checked out the website for the Cultural Olympiad that has begun its build up, and must admit to being slightly underwhelmed by whatโ€™s currently being offered. But what you can find there is a listing of the twenty โ€˜live sitesโ€™ where big screens will be set up and where you should be able to enjoy some 2012 atmosphere.ย  See the live sites listing here…

Lesley-Anne Crooks, Sales & Digital Manager

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