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http://www.guardian.co.uk/sport/interactive/2012/jul/27/olympic-regeneration-legacy-stratford

Work? Me?!

Yeah, I was just going to say, if there's milk involved then I assume it's at the stage where you're browning the meat. Hard to say when there's just ingredients and no method though.

Whereas I was out on Brick Lane tonight and it was entirely uncivilised, but that was mostly the Fish's fault.

If only his whole line of argument wasn't so grim and in bad taste, I'd be laughing at this. A lot. Ah fuck it.

Not that it's central to the discussion, but I had the occasion to visit a few local business sites on Monday and was dead impressed. The Siemens renewables training and control centre is obviously a big deal, but I think I was most impressed by http://smd.co.uk/ and their funky machines for, erm, cable-laying and the like. (You can tell I've worked an office job all my professional life.)

They weren't. See the aforementioned hoax. They're actually screenshots from the original Amiga version of Sim City.

How do you know the towers aren't still standing? It could have all been a well-orchestrated hoax between the media, politicians and the good folk of NYC.

I keep misreading it as "Shopping in Denver" and am invariably disappointed by its contents.

I now find myself with visions of hired extras running away screaming from the "disaster" "site" while throwing bags of flour over themselves.

This is not why I carry my card.

I think he only wore it to press conferences and the like. The slogan was "Is the world's second greatest athlete gay?", which he got slammed for in some quarters, but I reckon it was a canny take on how wound up the Americans were getting about Lewis's perceived sexuality combined with a brilliant bit of typically Daley self-aggrandisement.

This deserved more.

Finally ploughed through the Stieg Larsson Millennium trilogy over the last month or so. Pretty decent page-turners, as expected. I liked the first one the best, though that might be because it was more of a conventional, self-contained thriller. Second one felt like it was treading water a bit, whereas the final instalment was lovely and meaty, though granted not everyone will get their kicks out of extensive descriptions of the history and machinations of the Swedish secret service.

They guaranteed the cheap seats - right up in the gods, but still - for both the opening and closing ceremonies would be £20.12 each, so that's what I applied for (and got, in the latter case). Would happily pay maybe £100 for the opening ceremony (I know, but I have a thing about them), but some of the prices being bandied about now are obviously just plain ridiculous.

Psyche-out!

Harsh But fair

Why do people like you always assume there are only two available positions, "blindly accepting everything" and "fundamentally questioning everything"?

So this is why you're investing in all those tubs and beer bottles...

I just used a wodge of (earned!) in-game currency to buy the Modern Country category.

Öf cårse.

Canny. I got volleyball, hockey and a seat up in the gods for the closing ceremony. For all I'd love to have been at the opening ceremony too, him indoors is away from tomorrow so I shall break open a good bottle of grape juice and enjoy it from the sofa in all my flag-nerd glory.

The torch hits beautiful Lewisham. Torch-bearer's limp wrist expertly captured by the photographer.