Blogger, I realise, is rather slow for this kind of thing, but as I don't do twitter here are some of my favourites, to be updated through the evening:
If the Olympics is a giant party, the closing ceremony is everyone's embarrassing drunk uncle doing the hip-swivelly pointy-finger dance.
Ah, wait. I know what's going on. They've deliberately made it shit so the Spice Girls aren't nervous about coming on and ruining it.
Paul Stephenson, on Emeli Sande's second appearance:
This closing ceremony was brought to you by Emeli Sande's publicist.
(Too right; who does this Sande woman know? Once was bad enough!)
Giles Coren again:
It's like in the car when you're stuck on the motorway with only one cd, and round about Coventry you're back at the beginning of it...
Sue Perkins, as the white blocks are piled up:
Kate Bush Tetris Festival is underway
(Aaaaaaagh! Bohemian Rhapsody..... violated! By 'Imagine'! And little kids!)
Wait no! Everybody stop. This is the exact ritual required to bring back Tony Blair! We've been tricked! Ruuuuuun!
(Giant billboards? Kate Moss? Don't tell me this whole thing has just been a giant advert for all the designer outlets in that new shopping centre down the road in Stratford!)
And JuliaM, with what may be the Leitmotif of the evening:
(You and me both, Julia! )
Oh no - Boris and Dave grooving along to the Spice Girls. Right; that's it - I'm off to find some mind bleach and bed! I'm too tired to stick around for the scouring of the Shire.
And best tweet of the evening? Surely it's got to be this exchange:
What are the odds on Liam being stoned?
The audience'd happily do it.Would supply their own stones too...
Franceska Mann, R.I.P.
34 minutes ago