Yesterday was the ESC, the Eurovision Song Contest. Except, of course, it wasn’t. Virus hits again.
Normally there are two semi-finals of 2 hours each during the week and a final of 3 to 4 hours on the Saturday, not including all the rehearsals, press shows etc. That’s an awful lot of live television to an awful lot of people in so many countries.
Suddenly, after a year’s preparation, it wasn’t going to happen. No visit to Rotterdam, no UK coming last, nothing.
We’re all very sad here this week.
Under normal circumstances it would have been Eurovision Song Contest week. You know, the most watched TV programme in the world apart from the Super Bowl.
No contest this year. Where you are, your local tv station may be broadcasting something to celebrate. I believe there is an evening of the songs planned using the music videos.
UK will still come last.
Here’s a favourite song:
If you live in north London, do be aware that Dunn’s bakers in Crouch End is doing deliveries of basic items:
