Some years before in the times of plenty; the Gods of Olympia had bestowed their great games upon Londinium and charged the people with the task of creating a games at which the peoples and athletes of other lands could come, watch and compete in a peaceful spirit of equality, friendship and fun.

In the years to come the Gods saw a great depression fall upon the peoples of Londinium and the lands around, and the people were dismayed, discouraged and fearful

The Money Lenders were seen as the cause of the troubles and were hoarding their coins, but The Priests wrung their hands and looked away while the land was stalked by the spectre of floods, famine and pestilence.

Despite a celebration for The Queen of the Great Britons, after forty days and forty nights of rain, the people forgot or didn't care for the games of the Olympic Gods.

However when the time came the people held a ceremony which nobody understood, but nobody cared as they danced, laughed, had fun and forgot their troubles.

The Gods saw this, smiled and the sun shone across the land and the people were happy, and flocked to the coliseum to see the athletes compete.

They saw triumph, tragedy, blood, sweat and tears and came away with much admiration for those great athletes and rejoiced in the glory and spirit of the Olympic Games!!
At the end of the Olympiad the people held a great party in the coliseum at which singers, dancers, fools and jesters entertained and the Gods decided they could do no more for the people of Londinium and it's great lands, and looked away to The Land of Diminishing Forests where the next games would be held.....
and now it's bloody pissing down again!!!!
Hope you all enjoyed The Games folks 'cos I certainly did!!

Looking forward to The Paralympics now!!
