And may I just mention in passing that I not only backed the winning song in Eurovision, and cheered it along to victory, but that I actually liked the song as well. Well, I am into Shakira.
Anyway, it was either that or Belarus, and let’s just say that I didn’t want to get that young lady back on stage again for the music. I have at least one Graphic Novel featuring hordes of impossibly proportioned women with legs twice as long as their torso, and I’m now going to have to apologise to the artist for thinking that this doesn’t happen in real life.
How many tears do we have to cry?