London 2012 - what a blast! A whole nation carried along on a tidal wave of positive images and human triumph.
The Paralympic closing ceremony has finished. London 2012 is over and the Olympic flame is undoubtedly already covered in glitter, doused in caipirinha and in between a dancers butt cheeks as it makes it's merry way to Rio.
The past six weeks have been refreshing and maybe we're ready for a long-term change. Once pessimistic and cynical, morale has been sky high throughout Great Britain. We cheered, instead of deriding. Headlines splashed across papers gave use pride.
I loved this summer, even though we didn't go away and the sun wasn't always shining. I loved it as a sports fan and a Londoner. And I'm so glad that now everyone knows how great both those things can be.
There was a BBC Newsnight report at the start of the Paralympics on the current state of eugenics, an idea that has hardly dared speak its name since Hitler embraced it and used it to justify the mass killing of all hundreds of thousands of disabled people.
As a wheelchair user myself, I have been following the Paralympics with great interest, as well as the debate and conversations that have arisen from it. The Paralympics has been hailed as the best thing to happen in raising the profile of the plight of disabled people, and as it draws to a close, the legacy will be in giving us something to aspire to.
The Olympics, apparently, has had the fortunate side effect of making us more human. But we didn't need fixing. We weren't devoid of compassion or community spirit; we were just looking for a way to show it.
IC1s may look like naughty little boys... and well, yes they kind of are. They're the embodiment of good old fashioned rock n' roll, but we know their hearts are always in the right place.
For at least 20 of the athletes who competed in the Games in London this year, it is polio which has left them paralysed - a vicious, highly infectious disease that attacks the nervous system and can cause paralysis, if not death. It is children under five who are most vulnerable to infection. But it was possible to watch London 2012's Paralympics Games with a great sense of optimism. These Games were historic, not only for the number of competing athletes and sell-out crowds, but also because they may well have been the last Olympics to take place in a world where a child is at risk of paralysis because of polio.
Making the Emerging Icons corner of the Olympic Park into a blissful oasis of calm amid the madness was solo songstress Mary Leay. This lady doesn't half make this whole performing lark look easy. Not only can she relax a large crowd quicker than a triple disc edition of 'Calming Sounds of the Ocean', she can also make every individual feel like they're getting a personal performance.
Today was a particularly special day for the us at the Olympic Park, because we had silver medal-winning gymnast Louis Smith down to pay the Emerging Icons stage a visit.
It's only a week since the Opening Ceremony burned into our consciousness and yet as individuals, as a nation, we have travelled such a distance.
Today the Olympic Park gasped as Larissa Eddie took a gamble and pitched herself to battle the epitome of killer heels... luckily gravity was on her side and there were no Naomi Campbell moments, just widespread shoe envy from her female audience.
I have spent the whole of these Paralympic games marvelling at these extra-ordinary, brave, inspirational human beings. There are blind guys playing football, a British female relay-team with cerebral palsy and David Weir who was described as the "greatest Paralympian of all time".
It is the best of times, it is the worst of times, and in many more cities than just two. First the Olympics, now the Paralympics; riots in Belfast, ...
Opening our stage for the day was the stunning presence of Jazz Morley and her piano.