We cannot take our capital's vibrancy and economic success for granted. A future Mayor needs to champion bringing major international sporting and cultural events to London to help promote the capital in the future. I have already made clear that London should bid for the European Capital of Culture in 2023, but after Glasgow's great Games last summer, few will be in any doubt that London would benefit too from hosting the 2026 Commonwealth Games.
Friday before last I was invited, along with a group of Leeds Commonwealth Games medallists, by The Lord Mayor and all at the City Council to a reception at the Civic Hall. There were eight athletes, and we raised a toast to the city's resounding success, which I believe it was claimed stood us in a very healthy position in the medal table by the end.
I have always maintained for some of our swimmers being the best in Britain is the be all and end all - but this does not apply anymore. This year, this is changing... After the Commonwealth Games and now the Europeans, we have several events where we have five people in the top 20 in the world. Now that's real depth.
'British values' is an ambiguous term which means many things to different people, especially to those who were born and raised in the UK. I highly doubt that the ruling political class in Whitehall could define what British values are without parroting automated generic words like "freedom", "tolerance" and "respect".
Was it Erraid Davies, Scotland's youngest ever competitor (and the youngest at these Games) storming into the history books to win a Bronze medal in the SB9 100 metres Breaststroke? Jazz Carlin winning Wales' first gold in the pool for forty years? The amazing emerging talent of 16 year old Claudia Frangapane, scooping no less than 4 gold medals? Whirling dervishes in tartan? Usain Bolt clowning with the 'crazy' Hampden crowd? Kylie meets Lulu? Thousands singing in the rain with the Big Big Sing on Glasgow Green? All of those nailed Glasgow's 'best ever' hosting of the 'friendly games'.
After Bolt's experience in Glasgow he might well decide it's just not worth risking a casual chat with a journalist, or even making a joke for fear it be twisted. If that were to happen he will become what every sports journalist loathes: someone who trots out the same, safe, coached clichés which offer neither insight nor entertainment.
Piper, who turned 60 in April, has in his lifetime been in an aeroplane crash, stabbed three times and has even beaten cancer... The evening certainly didn't disappoint as Piper began to recount his origins, being mentored and ribbed by the greats and spending far too much time in the dressing room with naked wrestlers.