"Are you watching the Olympic opening ceremony tonight"? I asked the pale, overweight shop assistant in the computer store last Friday.
"No" he said to no great surprise. He didn't look like he enjoyed sports other than ones that involved looking at a screen and manipulating his thumbs.
He isn't the only one not looking forward to it. There has been some bad feeling in the UK in the build up to the Olympics with the recession and people losing their jobs and being told that money is scarce. Spending billions on a sporting event is bound to upset some people.
Nevertheless it is hard not to get swept up in the excitement and I was in front of the telly with a bag of crisps and a bottle of champagne at 21:00 to watch the opening ceremony.
At first I wasn't sure it would work but thankfully they pulled off something unique.
Men in top hats body popping, hundreds of kids jumping up and down on glowing beds while women dressed at nurses from the 1940's danced around them and pogoing punks with papier mache heads.
It reminded me of those dreams that one has when ill and running a fever, all weird and unreal.
It wasn't the only surreal thing on British telly that week. I was baffled at seeing Michelle Obama on a football pitch kicking a ball into a goalmouth. The goalkeeper was Spongebob Squarepants.
Not something I was expecting to see, ever.
Now that the actual Olympics have started the surrealism should finish and we can get on with the sport.
Hang on, I'm watching womens beach volleyball being played on a patch of sand in the middle of Horseguards Parade in London while the Benny Hill theme plays in the background.
Welcome to Great Britain.
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