WhenI I showed Lyn my blog entry yesterday, her reaction was ”You’re obsessed!” She was, of course, pulling my leg, but I do see her point: I do tend to harp on about certain subjects, and can probably get fairly repetitive. The Olympics caught my imagination last year, filling my had with questions and ideas. After all, it isn’t every day that one finds oneself in an olympic city. Yet that moment has come and gone, and the title of my blog is The Ill-Informed Ramblings of a Cripple, not The Ill-Informed Ramblings of an Olympic commentator. Time, then, for me to go back to writing more about crip-related things, or at least finding other things to enthuse over. Having said that, though, there’s no denying that hosting the Pralympics last year changed crip politics in this country quite considerably: we now have higher profile than ever as evidenced by channel four commissioning a crip-related chat show for friday night, and the fact that disability sport now has a higher profile than ever. There is some cross-over between the two subjects then. And besides, I don’t think I could resist obsessing about my favourite sketch for too long.