That's what happened when the train conductor announced that London was getting the Olympic games in 2012.

OK, so it didn't, nobody made a noise and I got the impression nobody gave a hoot, except me of course, I'm made up.

I may live in Manchester which failed in its bid to host the 2000 Olympics but I'm not bitter. I was a bit surprised, but then I think everybody was.

But now it will all begin. Now the gripers and snipers from every newspaper across the country will start to hack away at the people who are putting on the games. Slowly and surely you'll see them saying that things are behind schedule, that there's corruption and incompetence, that London should never have been granted the games and it should have gone to Paris (where loads of journalists have their second homes of course). It wont be long but soon they'll have the whole country convinced it's a bad thing and will never work and nobody in this country can organise a piss up in a brewery.

When this happens, don't listen to these vultures and their jaded old hack views. They would complain if God suddenly granted every person in the country the ability to teleport.

And don't underestimate how nasty they'll get either. Everything that was ever built in Britain has been derided by the press as a white elephant, a folly or just a complete waste of taxpayers' money. They don't really care about these things, it's just that they think being negative sells more papers than telling the truth.

Plus most of them are shrivelled inside and don't want us enjoying ourselves.