32. Memories are made of this
I am aware that I have written about memories on these pages before (see No.5 “Memory” and No.22 “Nostalgia ain’t what it used to be”) but the passing of the London Olympics has been fertile ground for thoughts about memories.
I confess, first of all, to starting out being a cynic and listened to the negative media who played up all the problems. I was somewhat shamed when one of our sons, his wife and two small children went up to spend a day in the Olympic Park because “it will be a one off thing the children will probably never again be able to do”.