When we discovered that the Olympic torch was going to pass our office today, my colleagues and I knew we’d want to share the fun. Only one problem – it would be passing our office at 7.30am. Was that going to stop the die-hards? No way!
At 5am my alarm went and I leapt out of bed. 45 minutes later I was cycling into town, glad of the cool early morning air and empty streets. One quick change later in the toilets of my local Starbucks, and I was ready to join the gang for some excitement.
We gathered outside Kings Cross. In a bleary haze I pointed towards a relatively empty part of the street. ‘Why don’t we go there?’ I asked. Little did any of us know, but one of the torch bearers was being interviewed in that spot. We’d stumbled upon Olympic gold!
The whole thing was mega-exciting. But the question on every Sewist’s lips, which handmade items made it to this historic moment?