Pelagius pronounces post torch cleanup "too good"

Yesterday we went down to the bottom of our street to see the Olympic Torch pass by, thereby taking in the rather pleasant and very British atmosphere generated by this momentous incident. Right in front of our eyes we witnessed the "sacred fire" being passed from one bearer to another, with cries of "Go for it mate!" and "Good lad!"

It was really rather good, despite my studied cynicism of all the hype and pocket-lining that accompanies every games, our own no exception.

I was going to go out this morning to retrieve the doubtless copious quantities of cans and bottles left behind by the crowds lining the route near our house, but I find the street cleaners have beaten me to it. The streets at 8 am were already scrubbed clean. Only problem: all that recyclable rubbish is now heading, not for the recycling dump but the landfill site. Damn!