It always feels strange to be watching something like the Winter Olympics from somewhere as far away as Melbourne. Especially when events in Milano Cortina in Italy are being played out on the snow and ice, while here in Australia the midsummer heatwave and lack of rain has everything looking barren and dry. It still surprises me, too, how easy it is to fall for the Winter Olympics. Even if for most of us these sports only come around once every four years. Maybe it’s just the speed and the unpredictable nature of the snow, ice and slippery conditions or it’s the sheer thrill of some events when anything can go wrong. This feeling of being a long way from home was heightened on Tuesday night...
