gon2seed
(and me! - Ed)
Mrs Seed and I found ourselves a little tipsy last night, too much vino collapso, and very little on the telly, so what did we do? ...
No don't be stupid! I'm 44 with three kids, I've got better things to do on a Saturday night! That's reserved for Sunday night after my weekly bath!
No! Mrs Seed and I watched Eurovision, well I wish I could say it was entertaining, so I will... It was entertaining in a TV car crash kind of way. Not like it used to be, and not as bad as when I watched it about three years ago.
What an eclectic melange of musical genres, I thought the Swedish Glam Rock trbute was nearly quite good, and the Hungarian Norah Jones soundalike could definitely hold a tune. The rest sort of melted into one, especially as we were well down the second bottle. I woke up with a shock at the sight of Ukraine's drag act who looked like Christopher Biggins wearing that conical Madonna bra thingy.
Even Terry Wogan became sufferable (did I really just write that) as the Scicilain Red worked its magic.
We (the UK) were embarrassing, but at least Irish relations have improved, post Northern Ireland cuddles, as they appeared to be all that stood betwixt us and 'null point' when they gave us 7 points. An unexpected maximum from Malta kept us off the bottom, and again was proof of an improvement in international relations. Maltese feelings towards us Brits took a distinct downturn when they made friends with Lybia and Gadaffe, but of course he's now our best mate, so Britian's Great again.
And of course that is what this contest is really all about now, vote for your mates and neighbours and get innordinately excited when you win. The Fins were unbelievable, you'd have thought this was the World Cup and Olympics rolled into one, and the Serbians were beside themselves. Hilarious.
Will I watch it next year? Depends what's on the telly, whether I am work, and if the venerable Mrs Seed and I change our nookie night.
No don't be stupid! I'm 44 with three kids, I've got better things to do on a Saturday night! That's reserved for Sunday night after my weekly bath!
No! Mrs Seed and I watched Eurovision, well I wish I could say it was entertaining, so I will... It was entertaining in a TV car crash kind of way. Not like it used to be, and not as bad as when I watched it about three years ago.
What an eclectic melange of musical genres, I thought the Swedish Glam Rock trbute was nearly quite good, and the Hungarian Norah Jones soundalike could definitely hold a tune. The rest sort of melted into one, especially as we were well down the second bottle. I woke up with a shock at the sight of Ukraine's drag act who looked like Christopher Biggins wearing that conical Madonna bra thingy.
Even Terry Wogan became sufferable (did I really just write that) as the Scicilain Red worked its magic.
We (the UK) were embarrassing, but at least Irish relations have improved, post Northern Ireland cuddles, as they appeared to be all that stood betwixt us and 'null point' when they gave us 7 points. An unexpected maximum from Malta kept us off the bottom, and again was proof of an improvement in international relations. Maltese feelings towards us Brits took a distinct downturn when they made friends with Lybia and Gadaffe, but of course he's now our best mate, so Britian's Great again.
And of course that is what this contest is really all about now, vote for your mates and neighbours and get innordinately excited when you win. The Fins were unbelievable, you'd have thought this was the World Cup and Olympics rolled into one, and the Serbians were beside themselves. Hilarious.
Will I watch it next year? Depends what's on the telly, whether I am work, and if the venerable Mrs Seed and I change our nookie night.
