Tiger Woods making his dramatic re-entry into the real world was the first thing that distracted me from being totally focused on the Winter Olympics this week. Not even the malarkey going on at Stamford Bridge with top Chelsea players trying to emulate Tiger’s extra-curricular activities were of much interest. When it comes to footballers, it’s same old, same old.

Went with Dow Travers, his American coach, Gene Bridgewater and Chef de Mission David Carmichael to the Signal Hill primary school to visit a class of seven-year-olds and tell them all about Cayman. Their knowledge  of Caymanand genuine interest was impressive. Dow and Carmichael loved the interaction with the little ‘uns and there was definitely no sign of Carmichael living up to his nickname of ‘Grumpy’.

Seeing my Cayman Islands logos on my jacket still excites some. One man had vacationed on Seven Mile Beach and could name virtually every bar along the strip. As I got off the bus and an Englishwoman spotted my emblem, she shrieked: “Cayman Islands, I’ve been there! Not the big one though, the little one.” She meant Brac. Had a lovely time and couldn’t forget the experience - even if the name slipped her memory.

Amy Williams won gold in the bob skeleton for Britain, their first invidivual medal since Robin Cousins 30 years ago. I remember him doing it clearly. Where did all that time go?

Incidentally, Tiger’s impassioned statement was okay but he is insulting everybody’s intelligence by claiming that domestic violence incident did not happen when he crashed the car. He deserves a gold medal for denial.