It's midnight and the Closing Ceremonies are in full swing. The Spice Girls just made an appearance and it's gone on and on and on in a colourful, non-melodic rock-rhythmic string of electronic boredom.
Maybe I'm just too old at 80, to understand any of this. But I know when I'm bored... to tears...
I won't say much more now, in case I'm sorry about it tomorrow morning.
So, the extinguishing of the flame cannot come soon enough for me.
Quick, hand me this fire-extinguisher....
Bertstravels.
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