Ahhh… the Commonwealth Games opening ceremony… the flying tram… landing on a giant Melway. You know what, if I had designed the opening moments, that’s probably how I would have done it. Didn’t understand the juxtaposition of ballet dancers and trail bikes though.
I noticed in a city drycleaners the other day a sign indicating there could be problems getting clothes back on time… due to traffic restrictions and other delays imposed by the Games. And I’ve seen similar signs elsewhere.
It’s brilliant. You can blame any problem on the Games.
“Sorry I’m late… The Games…”
“I think I’ll work from home tomorrow… you know… The Games…”
“Sorry boss, didn’t get that report done. The Games…”
“I know I didn’t get you a birthday present… it’s The Games…”
“Yes I’m sorry I forgot our anniversary, and the car has a flat battery, the kids didn’t get fed, and the cat died, your mum’s got gastro and the house is a tip… you know, it’s The Games.”