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C'est finit. I watched both Eurovision semis and the final to learn that maybe an obscene amount of money and effort is enough to buy the UK back into the hearts of the rest of Europe, and that sometimes the winners do kinda deserve it. But now it's like 3am and the sun'll be up soon so I'm not gonna attempt a proper post about it till tomorrow.
This year, since Wogan jacked it in, I didn't bother spending any time trying to find the British TV broadcast of Eurovision. Graham Norton did it right? I have nothing against him really, but imagining Graham Norton doing Eurovision made me feel really tired for some reason. Instead I watched the first semi with Swedish commentary (which was very soothing) and the second semi and the final from the Australian broadcast, which was really pretty good. Especially when the camera showed them in their little commentary booth and they were wearing this:
Awesome. They were pretty good presenters, and funny without being too smart-arsed for their own good, I approved. God bless you Australia, and let's face it, you've got about as much right to claim membership of Europe as Israel does, so I reckon you should compete too next year.
Just some notes from today:
An elderly man found an innovative way to strike up a conversation with me and Matt today, by falling over backwards in a spectacular fashion while trying to get on his bike. He was nice enough, though I understood maybe less than half of what he was saying.
We then cycled back to Hamburger Risa that I wrote about before. Turns out that it's even better than I first thought because you get free coffee refills. Free refills! It's not love, but I would bear that shop's babies.
And I bought a Mos Burger T-shirt from Uniqlo. It's a great T-shirt, but I am pretty much just being a walking advert for one of Japan's largest burger chains. Then again, since I eat there once a week I'm only endorsing sartorially what I'm already endorsing with my hard earned cash.
