The British Dental Salesman – Part II
The true British dental salesman is one who is willing to make the 10,000 km trip to London to witness London 2012.
I arrived only in time to see the last day of the Paralympics, but it was special.
This the British at their best.
Those opening and closing ceremonies….Quirky? Sure.
Typically British? – Proudly so?
But I didn’t understand it – Sorry about that; I did.
Too long – They always are. Gotta give every island the attention it deserves, just like at the UN.
Sunday, Sep 9th – I had to visit my old aunt in Croydon, which is south of London. Had to take the train from Victoria Station.
I decided to walk the 4 km or so. That took me past Buckingham Palace.
I mingled with the thousands.
The leading groups of the wheelchair marathon were due soon.
I called my aunt; I would be a little late.
Then the cheers came up. The lead cars went by; the camera bike, then the leading athlete…