After persistent effort I managed to get some Paralympic tickets.
I really reckon I should get a medal for the effort put in to get these tickets, but it's worth it because this morning I set off into the bright London sun for some good Stratford fun.
Talking of sun it's a little miraculous how good the weather has been for the duration of The Olympics, it's as if the world is not going to have to change it's impression of these sceptered isles as sunny no, no more umbrella metaphors in opening ceremonies such as the Paralympic ceremony.
I arrived at my local station to collect my complimentary London travel pass only to be told that I had to go to the Olympic park to get it. The irony of this was too much for me to mention so I just trotted off, it was early and I didn't mind as it wasn't far.
It was all very easy when I got to Stratford. The website had suggested arriving a few hours early but it took merely minutes to get through security, so I got a chance to see most of the site before going to see the swimming.
It was nice to see how it had all come together. I had cycled around when the stadium was half built and could now see the purpose in the designs, the River Lee snakes through the site and the grass and flower beds will mature into a healthy amount of greenery in time. Sadly it looked very concrete and sparse now.
One large irony was the huge presence of McDonalds on the site, considering this was meant to be a healthy pursuit it wasn't exactly a healthy option, but I guess fast food is what was needed and it's what we were getting!
The swimming was fun, the crowd being whooped up American style to cheer anyone and everyone meant that the athletes were well supported. We had a good handful of people getting through the heats and into finals, the outcome of which I'll see later.
A wonderful day out.