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Nile Wilson is a legend.

Not only is he a bronze medal Olympiad, but he’s lovely.

Recently he has been promoting his fitness regime the Body Bible, but he doesn’t want to make huge profits on the back of Covid 19, so he’s giving it away for free.

That’s right folks, train with an Olympian for free.

And hope the Olympics is only postponed, so we can see him perform again.

Valentine’s for the world

Today is St Valentine’s Day, I won’t go into the story today, you can find it out in your own time.

On this day so often linked to love the news has exploded with more stories of sabre rattling in the U.S.A and North Korea.

Those at the Olympics are launching themselves into the sky from ski slopes and snowboarding half pipes in spectacular style.

Yet the powers that be in North Korea and the U.S.A feel it is far more important to threaten something horrendous.

Hydrogen bombs have been condemned across the world, we really need no more.

Destruction on that scale helps absolutely no one.

If you are good at Oragmi and you do not have anything else peaceful to do I suggest you take the Japanese example and start making collections of Oragmi shapes.

No one ever got more than a paper cut from Oragami.

Have the best day possible.

I really would recommend watching some of the Olympics.

Inspiration from athletes

The olympics proved to be a stunning affair of personal achievement and peaceful competition.

Though from here watching it I found myself really conflicted.

I was lucky enough to see Brazil on the ground and indeed it is an awe inspiring country if only in size alone.

It struck me when the athletes left for glory that they were performing in front of some that couldn't even afford the air fair, which I suppose is similar to me at the moment.

However, the inequity in Brazil, though improving, still remains great despite monumental effort.

Unlike during the World Cup little has been said on this point, possibly because the BBC is no longer as well resourced as it once was or maybe they don't think it's important.

Yet hearing that some of the US team had made seemingly false accusations there shamed my heart despite not being an American myself.

As yet I have not heard a public apology, which in this case might be warranted unless this story has been overblown.

They represent America at times like this and in such a moment should show the best of their country and not the worst, especially as the Brazilians are collectively hosting them despite whatever difficulties they may be facing.

They are not flown there to conquor but to inspire.

If they're motives are different then perhaps they should have stayed home.

Fear of flags

I have a strange relationship with my own union flag and I put it largely down to tendencies towards racist discourse when it comes to my own state.

When I was young I learnt to associate the St George and the British flag to a large degree with racism, bigotry and empire.

I wasn't the only one.

Warning

At University we would deliberately avoid the pubs that displayed the flag on the outside, because it was often code for narrow minded attitudes inside.

This wasn't exclusively the case, but you can see why I would grow to see the symbol of my nation as something toxic.

From that day to this I have yet to wear one, display one or wave one.

Dark times

To allow you to look through those eyes you might realise why the Olympics that passed a year or so back were interesting for me.

Things were tough here, really tough.

There had been recently been rioting in the capital and many, many people were out of work.

The younger generation was rapidly being lost.

Watching from the cheap seats

Thus the attitude to the Olympics in the media and by many people I spoke to was very jaded, a lot of people saw it as a waste of money.

When it happened I had no tickets for the able bodied events, I simply had the TV.

However watching Jessica Ennis storm to victory on the large TV in the local pub, which did put up the union flag for the occasion, found me shouting wildly at the television.

I dubbed her Superwoman to a friend later.

A hero

To me, she was amazing.

She was short, like myself, she was a woman and she had won a complex athletics event at a time when everything around me looked like failure.

But more importantly than that she was mixed race and she was wrapped in my flag, a double victory.

Those year's of shame at the words that often seemed to be attached to that symbolism was in a moment shaken.

In taking the flag and winning she provided a potent image of an ethnically diverse and successful Britain.

More please.