I knew it was a trick!
Brilliant sunshine over the last few days leading me into a false sense of security.
What was all the fuss about? This weather is brilliant - or so I thought.
Yesterday was absolutely miserable. Grey skies, periodical showers and wind cold enough to force me to call upon my warmest jacket.
"Well, you're just spoiled, aren't you," an older female volunteer joked when she heard me complaining with photographer Ricardo Makyn about the weather.
"It wouldn't be London if it wasn't like this," she smiled; bright enough to summon the sun.
It wasn't just the weather that was miserable yesterday, because not being able to locate my Oyster card, which helps a great deal with the transportation cost around the city, it now means that I'll have to adopt Mr Makyn's corned beef diet so that the per diem nuh run out before time. LOL!
Add to that, the Javelin train - or tube as the locals call it - which runs directly to the Olympic Park wasn't working yesterday so it meant I had to pay more to get to where I needed to be.
Seriously though, Makyn seems to have got rich and switch, I haven't seen him 'buss' a tin in a while, and yes, the stash is still there.
By the way, I got a few tweets from some of my fellow sport-lovers on Twitter, who expressed concern about the lead in Monday's Section A article about Alia Atkinson's remarkable fourth-place finish in the 100m breaststroke.
"Fourth place - the worst position to finish in at an Olympic Games."
They felt - and others may share the view - that it was a downplay of the historic result.
All you have to do is understand what an athlete thinks about coming so close to a medal to appreciate the statement; she said it herself in her post-race interviews - relating how she just prayed her blocks would light up to signal that she was among the medals.
And in the absence of this, the following sentence makes it absolutely clear... "But for Jamaican swimmer Alia Atkinson, there is much to smile about and even be proud of."
As always, I appreciate all comment, so keep them coming.
Oh, and Alia joined Twitter the other day so give her a shout-out and let her know how you feel ... If you aren't on Twitter, put down the transistor radios, leave the coal irons behind and get with the times!