It is clear that I am no Olympian but carrying the torch made me feel like one.  The day was remarkable in every way as I shared the honour with those in the Oxford community and beyond who make their mark in significant ways.  These everyday people all saw a need in their community and rose to the challenge, giving their time, talent, energy and good will.  There was a teenager who volunteered for meals on wheels, a scout leader, a foster father of 350 children, a community sports organiser, a cardiologist who has run seven marathons in seven days to sponsor medical research, a school governor of a special needs school, and others, each with a determination to make a contribution in their own way.  I was humbled by their stories.  For my part, Martin and Timothy nominated me for a variety of volunteer jobs I take on.  So on the 9^th of July, we all stood in a stretch of the Oxford path, dressed in white track suits and holding an Olympic torch. Hundreds of people lined the streets cheering us on, waving banners and flags, beating drums and calling out. One by one, we met, passed on the Olympic flame with “a kiss” and moved on in a tradition that has become legendary.  In this small but brilliant way, we were able to share with our family, our friends, and our community a moment to shine. 

Here is a clip from ITV that shows us getting ready for the run: View ITV footage of the event.