There was a clapping sound and pigeons started to fly into the air, a signal that the Olympic Torch had arrived in Ilford. It was good timing, just after nine a.m., with the caring relay of the golden flame, the flame which was conducted from the rays of sunshine at Mount Olympus over eighty days ago.
There was palpable excitement as more sounds were heard, and more pigeons flew into the air.
Police on motorbikes rode along at a gentle pace, bringing in the motorcade of the torch relay.
First a bus stopped at the corner of Cranbrook Road and Ilford High Road. Some atheletes came out, carrying torches, but these had yet to be lit later, and they proceeded down to the Town Hall.
More excitement as a convoy of motorbikes came into view. People were making pictures on their videocameras and mobile phones. Someone carrying the golden flame came into view. The torches are golden, but the flame is golden too, a clear, bright, burning golden colour the like of which you see on a lovely sunset. Another torch-bearer coupled up and lit his torch from the golden flame, then he started his part of the relay to the Town Hall, where the other runner would be waiting.
And so the relay continued, winding past the Town Hall where a huge enthusiastic crowd was waiting, then past the newly re-opened Ilford Library and Museum, through Clements Road, past the band especially playing outside the Salvation Army, then up past Iceland and into Ilford Lane, there past Sainsbury and the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints.
It was a truly great sight, a flame to behold, this golden flame from God, bringing a feeling of optimism and enthusiasm into the air. Before going to Ilford, I Tweeted this morning : "The Olympic flame, conducted directly from the Sun. Behold, it augers well - competition and fun".
The dazzling beauty of that pure golden flame was worth seeing.