"Arched"

I've been letting the dusting build up again.
MrP spluttered on his cornflakes this morning when I declared I was going to make my own Olympic torch. The real thing arrives in the UK today and due to some humongous cock-up I'm not getting a go. Makes me worry for the main event I have to say. Right, where's my tomato puree tube? I might blip the outcome if it makes me smile :-)