Falling down

I like the Winter Olympics. They bring back fond childhood memories of Sunday tea at my grandmother’s house during winter, when we used to watch a classic TV programme called Ski Sunday. One of those long-running BBC shows with a stirring theme tune.
It occurs to me though, that we watch winter sports mostly for the accidents. Ski jumpers plummeting to the ground, bob sleighs tipping over, skaters glaring at their partner for throwing them onto their arse. How fitting then that in Australia, the Olympics are shown on Channel 7, purveyors of sensationalism par excellence. Every crash, fall and slip lovingly replayed in slow motion over and over again for your enjoyment.