end.
I couldn’t help thinking of Norman Stanley Fletcher in Porridge every time Scotland won a gold medal and their “national anthem” “Scotland The Brave” would ring out…
Come where the hands are clapping,
Come where the toes are tapping,
Come where the jocks are strapping… Norman Stanley Fletcher (Ronnie Barker)
😆
Whereas our woefully under-performing sprinters may well fly back into a welter of sort-of-justified ridicule, under instructions from their coaches: “Don’t let the bastards grind you down…”
As long as they’ve got their lottery funding to buy the bling they’re happy.