Olympics venues stuffed - Lord Coe.
Guns good; hydrocortisone bad.
Every now and again, I come across something which gets me right there. Something which tugs at my latent patriotic heart-strings. Something which makes me cry out, "YES, THAT IS US! WE ARE BRITISH. HEAR US ROAR! WE ARE BETTER THAN YOU, AND I AM PROUD OF IT!"
They are the Falkland Islands, twit.
...some Brits still have it.