Or as Jenny Jones put it when we saw her in the immediate aftermath yesterday: “Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, it’s so amazing!”
The sheer euphoria writ large across her face was epic. But it wasn’t just that, it was infectious – literally anyone who had anything to do with the British team, and even a lot of the supposedly impartial British press pack, was floating around on cloud 9 yesterday.
Meanwhile the Twitter and Facebook storm surrounding her victory showed just how much it meant to everyone at home. So it’s perhaps no surprise that a massive party was in order to celebrate. Yes there was vodka (for us, not her, she had interviews in the morning!) yes there was dancing, and yes, at one stage Jenny did end up on someone’s shoulders on the dancefloor, both arms aloft and her medal round her neck, looking like the happiest person alive. And why the hell shouldn’t she?
