Last Saturday night, I was dipping bread into cheese fondue with friends while watching and heavily criticising the European Song Contest.
Everybody loves and hates the ESC but it is a bonding moment between friends and the 200 million people watching the show. It is always so predictable and so surprising, with the daring dresses, the biased voting, the dancing monkeys, the pyrotechnics, the odd mooning, the false notes, the protests and the oddities never seen before.
Oh Europe, you are so very bizarre and so endearing.
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