I have a bit of a Winter Olympics addiction. Quite absurd considering that I do not like being cold, cannot ski or bob-sleigh or skate or anything that involves moving fast on ice apart from falling over. Handsome has done curling once – he says it's a fast and exciting sport…I find that hard to accept, although I did stay up until after midnight watching the
Scottish UK team the other night. If anything it's quite encouraging that the curling teams look like real people, as opposed to honed athletes.
I have been completely enthralled by the armchair-adrenaline-generator that is ski-cross. It's difficult to believe that they haven't all taken their brains out first. How can anything so utterly dangerous be an approved sport? I find myself shouting at the television – "NO! Don't overtake there! Watch out, she's behind you!!No no no no no don't miss the gate!"
Nailbiting TV. And that's just the curling (particularly the Norwegian trousers).