Over 7 years since it was first announced they were coming to London the Olympics are finally here- almost, well practically.

There has been so much griping, pessimism and complaining in the press, and in general from so many directions, that I've given up reading about it and have vowed to ignore anyone who's just willing to moan before they've even happened.

Seriously, it's summer, the sun is out (is it ever- thank you Mother Nature) and we can all enjoy the events and excitement.

I don't care how much it cost (please don't fool yourself that the money would have been spent on anything wiser than the Olympics. I spent many years working in public service and saw well over £2 million wasted on just one computer system project, in just one year, just in the location I worked in. I'd rather have 1/16,500 of an Olympics than that).

I'm just pleased that at 6.30 this morning the streets of Camden were jam-packed with thousands of people all excited, laughing and cheering with a carnival spirit as we waited for Sir Clive Woodward (plus many others) to go past us with the Olympic Torch.

Londoners happy and excited? Getting to see World-class athletes on our doorstep? The buzz of excitement in the air? Priceless.