Commercial: From the Slopes of Olympus...

I have been tremendously slack in telling you about this, but I have a short essay in this latest version of that fine, combustible publication Smoke: A London Peculiar. It's a a collection of bits, bobs, blather, bluster and other words not beginning with b that paint an askew of London preparing for the Olympics, grumbling as it did, then smiling much more broadly once they'd arrived. Me aside, it's a delightful read, and a much more interesting history of those two weeks last year than any official tome you might wade into it.

You can buy it here, or from these fine, olde worlde providers of actual books!