At Gatwick airport, waiting for the flight home. So the writing has to be done in the terminal. Ah, the glamour of the sports hack's life. The place is heaving. Bawling weans and frustrated parents.
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Doug Gillon's London Grand Prix blog
Like a rat in a maze, I scuttling round the walls of the building, scouting for a power point for the lap top. Its idiosyncratic battery seems to have a mind, but barely a life of its own.
