I’ve often thought of the Royal Family in this country as a West End show. The West End show. Overly colourful adverts at every bus stop and full page ads in the tabloid of choice, all topped off with five star recommendations from the idiot Saturday night cockney. Every...

It didn’t seem to matter that Victoria Pendleton only won a single gold medal in her last competition. The championed Golden Girl of British cycling appeared indifferent, all the hard work had been done and she’d managed to put in a good show at the end of a fantastic...