Can I confess to going to Eurovision in Vienna a few years back. It was such fun. The whole city given over to the contest in one way or another and everybody enjoying themselves with mocking good humour.
We came near the bottom (of course) had Union Jack T-shirt’s and proudly wore our “shirt of shame”. Hunky Swedes (they won) patted us patronisingly and bought us drinks.
I really need to do it again before I die, so don’t stop it yet.?
Last letters make new words - Series 3




