The eve of the London 2012 Olympics is finally here. For the next two weeks we will all be cheering on Team GB, hoping our athletes will realise the Olympic dreams they have trained so hard for. But I hope they will not be the only winners of these Olympic Games. I hope the 180 million children who are currently suffering from the hidden hunger crisis - known as stunting - will be able to steal some of the limelight too.
Great Britain is likely to be one of the biggest winners in this year's Olympics, boasting an impressive rise from their performance at the Beijing ga...
In the Olympic Café, just a bacon buttie's throw from Wembley Stadium, enthusiasm for the London Olympics was decidedly muted. But then this was 2002: even the Athens Games were still a couple of years away, and whatever goes for tumbleweed in East London was still blowing through the unregenerated Lower Lea Valley.
In the early moments of this morning it all became clear that we had a champion at the helm. After months and months of worry, indications that he may not carry it off, and general concern that after everything he's done, everything he's put himself and the country though, that we might not make it.
But as soon as I entered the Olympic Park, my fraught journey became a distant memory. Suddenly I wanted to be there all the time, every day, for all the events. I wanted to be part of this amazing atmosphere, among all these friendly people from all over the world (granted, the sunshine probably helped). Spare tickets, anyone?
Sitting, lounging, reading books - as I am now - by a swimming pool overlooking the Mediterranean Sea, it is natural to absorb more sunshine than news. But the full horror of the Denver Dark Knight killings has penetrated this tranquil state and destroyed the lives of hundreds of innocent people oceans away from here.
As I cycled along the Thames this morning on my way into Pearlfinders HQ, I saw the Olympic rings hanging high above the water from Tower Bridge. I felt pride in my city and some excitement at the impending visit of the world's best sportsmen and women. But like many business leaders, I also contemplated the effects this year's games would have on my company.
Welcome to London, the host city of the 2012 Olympic Games. This is the message that greets you at Heathrow Airport. Despite the sometimes negative attitude of the British to the hosting of the Olympics, it is pretty darn difficult not to notice that London has caught the Olympics fever. From the Games Lane that takes you to Central London and the Olympic Park, to the Cultural Olympiad events happening round the city. There is no mistaken it. A cable car across the Thames has even been built to coincide with the Olympics.