Surprised as I am that anyone managed to pip the United Kingdom to the losing post, I’m glad we came last – the whole Irish act just made my skin crawl with sheer shame. I honestly wish we’d stop sending people to the competition, so that I could be safe in the knowledge that I wouldn’t have to feel the mortification of a repeat of Saturday’s performance.
The shame for my country somewhat masked the utter horror that was the remainder of the contestants – perhaps I’m missing something, or perhaps it’s even a cultural difference. The winning entry, Serbia, was a bit odd. I’m not entirely sure what exactly people voted for, the entry was dull and forgetful – and the singer not pleasing to the eye, though she made up for this in pure commitment to the song, she sure was feeling it!
It may be that the Eurovision is no longer something that suits the Western European countries – I just didn’t ‘get’ it this year. It baffled me in the way that a lot of Eastern European friends baffle me – I think something is being lost in translation. A pity – as this was one thing I’ve really loved to watch, over the years.
