Today was a clone of yesterday, that is to say, nothing happened.

From a sports point of view, this was once more not the case. Britain managed to bag another four gold medals in what has become the greatest Olympic Games for 100 years.

The medals started this morning with Paul Goodison's sailing victory, followed by more cycling prowess from Victoria Pendleton, and a record breaking third gold medal from her colleague Chris Hoy. This was followed by a victory from Christine Ohuruogu, who beat off the favourites in the 400m run to take the fourth gold of the day.

This has placed Britain firmly in third place, with Australia trailing by quite a bit now - we have a total of sixteen gold medals - brilliant! Considering I am in France, I should talk about the French effort too, as that's all I see on TV here, but frankly it's pretty grim. Four gold medals isn't quite what they were hoping for at this point, but there is still some time to get a few more.

Anyway, yesterday I went to bed breathing a sigh of relief, today, I shall go looking all smug - it's not often we enjoy being the third greatest nation. Actually, it's not often we enjoy much success at all really and whether it lasts or not, these games shall go down in history.