On you marks. Get set. No, no, no!

I got talking to Sebastian Coe down at the Groucho club last night. I know his flat mate Dale Winton so we hit it off straight away. I commented how relaxed he looked considering he only had four years to get London’s shit together for the 2012 Olympics. He told me that he was on easy street for the next 4 weeks as all eyes were on Beijing which meant he could crack on with his plans without the IOC on his back 24 hours 7. I met Seb again this morning as he’d offered to take me down to the site where the Olympic stadium was under construction. When we got down there I was well impressed with the location and asked the former Olympian when they were going to tear the old shack down (above.) He turned well bolshy and it transpired that the ramshackle was in fact the main stadium that he’d built himself blowing the rest of the £4 billion Olympic budget on erasing Steve Ovett from history. He sobbed into my shoulder for 43 minutes 52 seconds (a new PB apparently.) Sweet Lord!