Yesterday the Olympic torch relay passed the top of my road. As a graduate (or "NEET" as we're called in the current climate), it was more intrigue than patriotism that caused me to break from my Jeremy Kyle marathon and leaving the house. For one reason or another, people were in excellent spirits.
London's streets have been decorated in a patriotic fury of Union Jacks as Jubilee fever sweeps the capital, and Britain prepares to host the Olympics...