Family conversation special edition: the Olympics
I know the Olympics ended ages ago. But, you know, I was having blogging troubles, and then Internet-access troubles, and then I went away, blah blah blah. Excuses, excuses don’t win you gold medals, as the South African Olympians of 2008 can attest.
Anyway, better late than never, so brace yourself for a series of family conversations about the Olympics.
On the event
Mim: “There are so many events and different venues to organise. I really don’t know how we thought we could handle hosting the Olympics.”
Kim: “Don’t worry, Mim. No one’s expecting you to organise the Olympics.”
Mim: “I’m not saying I couldn’t organise the Olympics; I’m saying the country couldn’t. Don’t forget, I’m the one with project management skills!”
On the swiming
Kim: “Michael Phelps isn’t very attractive, is he?”
Mim: “He’s just the boy next door.”
Kim: “No he’s not; he’s the boy two doors down.”
On the C1 canoeing
T: “What is this? It looks bizarre.”
Mim: “Oh, it’s just a little Hiawatha event; only the Canadians care about it.”
On the tennis