On this, the first day of Summer proper, the longest day of the year the Summer Solstice, our quiet North Yorkshire  market town play’s host to the Olympic Flame - the very symbol of progress which, mythology has it, Prometheus stole from the God’s and gave to man to aid in the evolution of civilization and society.

OK, but you already knew the flame was here; my colleague, Tom, posted the route pic this morning. In fact, it's difficult to not know what’s going on with the Olympics. As we’re approaching the peak of the social (r)evolution online (which happens to be the topic of my

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