Celebrating UK Olympic Success?

Londoners cavorted today in fountains of champagne, and house prices in Stratford went up ten grand.

London got the 2012 Olympics. This is a big deal. Our city is going to change.

I have watched that large modern addition to Holloway Road, the “Arsenal Emirates Stadium” growing in front of my eyes over the past 9 months.

Now I realise I have witnessed the rising of a precursor of structures that will reshape the north east London skyline.

Do we really need all these enormous new buildings? Well, we are about to pay for them. Some more facilities wouldn’t go amiss, these are deprived boroughs, but this is out of all proportion. Whatever happened to human-sized buildings? We need more of those now, not grand landscaping and a 7 year building site. Much stands to be lost in careless regeneration.

The glorious concept of using culture to drum up business in a poor urban area is one thing, but the enormous international hooplah and shenanigans of the Olympic Committee fascinates and appalls me. What will the Olympics mean in the sporting land of Cockney?

Why not bring international chess to the East End, or a global music festival, or some internet tv studios?

It’s a nasty, dirty business that is coming to my town, rotten to the core with sponsorship deals, drugs, cheating, coercion, bribery and blackmail.

Just right for certain Stratford geezers. They should be able to sort the Olympics RIGHT OUT.