If you don’t know what London 2012 was, I demand to know where you have been for the last 10 years, especially the past 12 months.  I am, of course, talking about the Olympic Games, that every Brit (I can’t talk for the rest of the world unfortunately) was sick to death of hearing about.  You couldn’t go anywhere, or do anything, without being reminded about them, and the closer the games drew the worse that it got.  Remember we’re British, we were only ever destined to mess it up monumentally, especially after Beijing’s amazing performance.  This was our chance … Continue reading London 2012, a la Glasgow.