The first postman delivered all our mail as normal - the usual mix of bills, newsletters and junk mail!
The second postman arrived with the ink cartridges I ordered ages ago (Mum and Dad - you'll be pleased to know we won't be stealing your ink any more!)
The third postman arrived and wanted me to sign for a strange, flat package, addressed to Dave.
I felt it, shook it a bit, tried to peer through a little hole in the side, but to no avail.
After much wondering, I put it on the dining room table, and promptly forgot all about it...
Until, sat in front of the Portugal/Spain match last night, Dave piped up...
"Were you in all day today, Claire? I think the Olympics tickets were meant to arrive..."
OOOhhhh... exciting...
Said mystery package was promptly retrieved, and the excitement mounted...
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| The moment of truth... |
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| Look at the pure excitement on his face! |
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| We got tickets!!! |
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| ... only quarter AND semi-finals!! |
Have any of you got Olympics tickets? I'd love to hear what you're going to see!
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