The Department for Culture, Media and Sport (DCMS) has purchased 8,815 tickets for Government use at the Olympic Games, which includes 3,000 tickets available for purchase by civil servants who have worked on the Games for a minimum of a year.

The 1,500 civil servants eligible to purchase Games tickets had to have worked on Games activities with the Olympic Delivery Authority, Government agencies like the Home Office or the DCMS.

The workers, who were allocated up to two tickets each across the range of 26 sports, could prioritise their top four choices and if events were oversubscribed they faced an internal ballot.

Almost £750,000 in total
212 opening ceremony tickets for £194,525
142 closing ceremony tickets for £71,490
256 athletics tickets for £33,805
410 beach volleyball tickets for £26,600
224 track cycling tickets
350 diving tickets for £29,530

It works out that the 410 “beach volleyball” tickets came in at £64.88 each. By the time the taxpayer has paid for two people to get there by minicab or stretch-limo (which will add about £200 from central London) that’s the thick end of £400 for two people to view whatever “beach volleyball” might be.And it won’t be from their own pockets either, I bet you 5p.

I am told that you can call rather pretty young tarts in Liverpool or Manchester, who will come to your hotel and spend about three hours with you, for that money. And that, furthermore, their bodies will make you think they are actually women, unlike whatever species of android it is that plays “beach volleyball” having (presumably) been trained up on a diet of steroids.

When I’m the English Revolutionary-Liberalist’s Principal Secretary of State for War, in their first administration, and having immediately abolished all forms of taxation without exception on the following: (hydrocarbon fuels and coal, alcoholic drinks, raw tobacco and all products, electricity and gas) and having sacked all “public sector staff” involved in regulating or taxing these activities, I’ll move on to the nasty fascist smugfest-merchants and lackeys of the Political Enemy-Class that have brought this “olympic” nonsense to our shores and thus led the minds of impressionable small children and adults to disaster. To the notion that this is “for sport”, and “for the people” and for “bringing people together”.

I know Boris Johnson wants to be Prime Minister one day, and perhaps he will be less appalling and repellent than most of his predecessors, but if I had been him, I would have cancelled the whole jamboree before it got too expensive and corrupting. Indeed, it would be the most tremendous fun, and a real hoot, just to pull the plug on the entire thing now, just to “see what would happen….”