I looooove Eurovision. I watched it in the Cameo cinema on the big screen, with a hundred or so like-minded folk. They let you take drinks from the bar in, and they gave us party poppers and those things you blow into to make a tooty noise. It was fab. I liked Bosnia-Herzegovina - brides knitting while Helena Bonham Carter dances round a washing line, Latvia - pirates, France, Israel and Spain. As you can see, I like the more ridiculous ones, although I'm sure France thought they were being deeply artistic. The Cameo bar didn't have any Advocaat so I had to do without my traditional Eurovision snowballs, and had Grand Marnier till they ran out and then Cointreau.