Inspired a generation?...I think so.

Today is an all day CBeebies and lots of tea marathon, after staying up late to watch the Olympics Closing Ceremony last night. Along with millions of people worldwide I watched in awe at this fantastic display of all things GB! And loved every minute of it. From the Spice Girls, to Muse, hilarious Russell Brand adding the hedonistic hippy 60's vibe, to the absolutely heart achingly beautiful performance from an incredibly strong man, Gary Barlow. I wanted to cry, but didn't. If he can stay strong singing such a beautiful poignant song so soon after the loss of his baby girl, then so can we. We owe him that.

These last few weeks we have seen hope, glory, tears and pure pride. I cannot fathom why there has been such negativity towards such a positive event being held in our city (the finances aside please.) I had a debate with a friend on Facebook the other day because he declared "I find it funny and pathetic how people who were never interested in sports claim to love it now"

WHAT IS SO WRONG WITH THAT?
At some point in a person's life they have seen something that inspires them to be who they want to be, or a new hobby or interest. I wasn't the slightest bit interest in cookery until I met my chef OH, I now spend hours watching cookery programmes and reading recipes. You embrace what's in front of you surely? Jessica Ennis and her fellow Team GB competitors may not have become medal winning athletes had they not watched the Olympics as children. Maybe. The point is, these games have indeed inspired a generation, and so much more.