On the topic of female allure, it’s wonderful that Prince Harry has
volunteered to watch the women’s beach volleyball on behalf of the Royal
family. I find a great many male friends have stepped up to the mark for
that duty. When the Olympic tickets went on sale, my brother announced to my
sister-in-law that he thought their children would enjoy the relaxed
atmosphere of volleyball, so had added the ladies’ event to his wish list.
My hairdresser, who crimps for the other side, has meanwhile spent months
attempting to procure tickets for Tom Daley – I mean, the men’s diving.
There’s been a lot of talk recently about the trysts that may occur inside
the Olympic Village. But what about the searing heat on the spectators’
benches?
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I hope you are all enjoying the wonderful weather that I have laid on for you.
How so? Last Wednesday I prepared for a week’s holiday in Dorset. When I
emerged from a hiking shop £150 poorer, having bought waterproof trews,
boots and shoes for the whole family, I knew the nation’s chance of sun had
just increased a thousand-fold. Sure enough: by the time I arrived home, a
heat wave was predicted. If the Olympic chiefs follow my advice, they will
invest in tarpaulin now for a sun-drenched games.
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