We’re in the lull between the surprisingly wonderful Olympics and the bound to be awesome Paralympics. BBC coverage was fabulous. Channel 4 (the Paralympic broadcasters) have their work cut out- our expectations are high. For the TV that is, we don’t know much about the athletes. Which says a lot- another post begins to brew, but you get the picture.
Anyway, all this Team GB stuff? There were local folk competing, and even winning medals. Not all for Team GB- two Belfast boxers won medals for Ireland.That’s the issue: a lot of people in this soggy corner of the United Kingdom do not regard themselves as British. I don’t. I live within the UK, but I’m Irish. I live in Ireland. Confused yet?
Great Britain consists of England, Scotland and Wales. Northern Ireland is part of the United Kingdom, but not part of GB. BBC local journalists made reference to Team GB and NI, but nobody else did. Why not Team UK?
The regular reader may remember that flags make me uncomfortable. I find the happy jolly party atmosphere currently created by wide displays of the Union Flag a bit weird, but I know that’s me and my issue.
In June Spurs Fan had great fun as part of the Olympic torch relay in grey, wet, Banbridge. A month later, we were in his Essex home town when the torch arrived there. A more different day could not be imagined- sunshine, prettiness, pipe bands and, oh yes, flag waving. Nana, Grandad, Spurs Fan, Girl1 and Girl2 could all do that.
My version of joining in? I bought the buns…