Olympic Debacle

Whilst the news is never good concerning the Olympics - the bright spot for me this week has been hearing a Manchester Police Officer using the word 'debacle' at every opportunity. Never has the word been said with such feeling or meaning as in a Mancunian accent.
I did apply to work for G4S at the Olympics but my application was turned down, which I feel was an absolute disgrace, given my endless service to Queen and country as an undercover spy. I would like to reiterate that I single-handedly (well, nearly) saved the London Olympics from the hands of money grabbing criminals, though they seem to be cashing in anyway in the guise of security firms and builders... Though I did later discover that the reason I didn't get the job was mainly because my CIA handler refused to fill in my reference.
Probably just as well really, as I begin filming for the new Mockumentary based on the life of King William this week. Exciting script based on his lifetime spent trying to unite the country after invading it in the name of a foreign power (France) and sucking all of the money back into his European domains - topical no? Apparently he had to agree to huge list of demands and became known as the 'Yes-man', or William the Concurrer. Unfortunately I'm playing Harold so my screen time will be limited. Anna caught me winking into the mirror last night and couldn't stop laughing. Such is the price one pays for living ones art in the public sphere.
Good to see Greece managing to field a full crop of athletes though. Still feel a little guilty after what I managed to do to their economy a couple of years ago - can't go into details here but you can read all about it in Ramp, the third exciting installment of my biography, coming soon to a remainder shop near you.
My Ghost-writer (Alfie Crow) leads me to believe that it is the funniest/most exciting/most liberal with the truth so far - but then he would say that.