Having lost any real interest in the Eurovision son contest at about the time ABBA won it, I've been yearly amused by the nedia frenzy that's whipped up as the competition approaches. On occasion, it's been almost impossible to avoid hearing some of the dreadful, tuneless rubbish put forward by the UK, but a joy to hear that this drivel has achieved the well-deserved 'NIL POINTS' !
Inevitably, when a UK entry has done well, every media outlet has played the song, endlessly; success, or even near success, has been the top news story. For this year's competition, the UK entry was reckoned, by UK 'experts' to be a real contender, being performed by an already successful group, apparently well known in Europe, rather than by some gaggle of unknowns.
This morning, on waking, I wondered what last night's contest had produced and so had a listen to the radio - not a word. Looking at the BBC's teletext, I eventually found the story of another depressing night for UK pop, buried on the very last page of the headlines. Azerbaijan, that well known home of great international music, had won; the UK's entry came 11th, even beaten by the abominable Irish entry performed by the totally talentless 'Jedward'.
Anyway, onward and downward - perhaps next year the UK will triumph. If we start preparing now, sign up Buck's Fizz or Sir Cliff, and get them to sing the Ukrainian National Anthem in Serbo-Croat, support Turkish membership of the EU, offer loads of cash to Greece and Portugal and stop being nasty to all the other foreigners; perhaps, just perhaps .............................................
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