Thoughts from a Bafta nominated Podcaster, Blogger, Writer and Commentator.
I am not a train-spotter as such, or even at all, but I do know to sit in the final carriage if I am getting out at Warren Street (that’s where the exit is) and that ‘*******’ is the only station name that contains no letters from the word ‘badger’. You don’t want to be inside my head. I’m not sure I want to be. Sorry for causing all your work to crash to a halt while you work it out.
The final part of the Beginners Guide to the Eurovision Song Contest today is less about the mechanics of the contest, running orders and scoring, and more about the delight of Song Contest itself. I decided to switch the camera on and talk about the trivia, the fun, and the facts that raise eyebrows about Eurovision, and mentally started counting till I reached fifty. I went a little bit over! Anyway, here you go, a delightful stroll in the mind of a Eurovision’ite. A fan who’s now packing a bag ready to fly to the contest and be there, live,
Monaco has got a bigger land mass than Russia if you include the whole of Monaco down to the centre of the Earth but only count the top 8 inches of Russian soil. Found in the comments thread at Political Betting. Almost a good a phrase as Paul Carr’s “We should go there… it smells of springtime.”
