This was the first and most likely the last time the Olympic Flame
would pass through Lochwinnoch. A once in a lifetime event and it had to be
seen. Even the school children dressed in standard attire had dragged
themselves away from their games consoles and social networking, and were giggling,
grinning and cheering with the rest of the assembled crowds as the torch ran
by.
Only a few hours earlier it was business as usual with a few residents
wandering along the streets. Lochwinnoch just a small village in the west of Scotland,
locals shopping and sheltering from the rain.
Now the police had arrived, railings being positioned the length of the
high street for the expected crowds to stand behind, officials beginning to cordon
off areas and direct the parking as the first cars started to arrive.
People began to gather ,wondering where the best place to stand would
be to get the best view possible of the main event and hoping that the rain
would hold off, although most had brollies at the ready.
In Lochwinnoch all the traffic had stopped, with roads being closed
till later in the afternoon. The rain had decided to stop for the time being
and the sun was doing its best to shine through the grey clouds. People had
walked up the hill to gather and see the torch run through the whole village
and on toward Kilmalcolm.
Long before the torch arrived, the Olympic entourage fuelled the crowd
with energy. So many police outriders drove down the street, buses and coaches
following on and finally the main noisy buses. The Coca-Cola truck, music
blaring, handing out gifts and small bottles of fizzy, then the Samsung bus
with deafening sounds and a huge screen on the side showing cartoon singers.
It was now only a matter of time before this little village would carve
its place in history with its first glimpse of the Olympic torch. The crowd at
the crossroads gave a large cheer, the torch had arrived and at last the
runners were ready in place to exchange the flame as the Olympic bus stopped...
Cheering all along the street as the first runner passed the crowds and
then the torch was handed on to the next girl smiling as the people clapped and
children waved their flags. People all around took pictures to show off to
their friends via Facebook. Held at arm’s length the torch passed by and on up
the hill until it could be seen no more, the Olympic cavalcade following on
behind it.
The cheers died down and the crowd looked around wondering if it was
all over, chatting about what had just happened and deciding what to do next.
A few minutes later the hype had disappeared, people began to move the
barriers and cross the road. Some headed for ice-cream and chips, others to the
local shops. Normal life began to resume as people drove away from the village in
cars and coaches. Everyone with a
different story to tell about the fact they had just witnessed a historic event
and seen the Olympic Torch.