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I’ve been watching quite a bit of the Commonwealth Games. I mean, yeah, it’s slightly embarrassing to admit, because I know it’s a really pointless tournament, and most of the best athletes in the world aren’t actually taking part, but as it’s taking place in Sal’s home town, we’ve had the BBC coverage on quite a bit. Last night we watched a fair bit of the marathon, which had been designed to show off the city of Melbourne by winding its way through many of the parks, the city centre, and the likes of St Kilda, and the waterfront at South Melbourne, all of which I’d imagine is rather more interesting if you know the places (rather like I might watch the London marathon entirely for the minor joy of going “Oh Look! It’s Tooley Street! That’s Right By My Office!”).

At the end of the men’s race, the BBC commentators were anxiously awaiting the arrival into the MCG of the British runner, Dan Robinson, who was on course to finish in third place. They were rather surprised, then, to see another runner enter the stadium first, wearing the colours of Mauritius. Funnily enough, we’d noticed this chap too and wondered what he was doing. Perhaps he’d skipped a bit of the race?

Commentator: Er, I’m not quite sure what’s happening here. We’ve been watching this race from the start, and there’s no way that this guy can be in third place.
[Dan Robinson enters the stadium]
Commentator: And here is Dan Robinson…. And unless something has gone very wrong he’s on course for the bronze… We’re still trying to work out what’s happened…
[Pause. Cut back to footage Mauritian athlete.]

Commentator: Ah. That’s actually one of the women runners…

Sal I couldn’t stop laughing for about 5 minutes…