We’ve already told you about some of the weird and wonderful things we’ve encountered on our travels in the fine city of Belgravia in Eurovisionija land like the fact that a large beer in the press centre costs 20 pence less than a small beer of exactly the same brand. But today’s philosophical question is is it possible to have too much meat? We’ve certainly tested that theory with the many brontosaurus steaks that Phil and Nick have had and my mixed meat triumphs which quite possible consisted of anything they were able to catch that happened to be passing at the time. Several wolverine like animals masquerading as dogs passed us on the way home last night and I found myself eying them longingly and trying to entice them onto our tram. By contrast a few bits of scabby meat wrapped round bread sticks was all the Russians had to offer at their party. Ne’er a free drink in sight. The Slovenian singer invited us to a knees up on Saturday night which was suffixed with the words, ” and all the drink is free until 5 am” which are the words most guaranteed to make a room full of Eurovision journalists sit up and like you. But then I’ve always liked the Slovenians… always… Shame about their song.
And dining last night courtesy of mini maxi because time didn’t allow to have the full meat dining experience, I chose the “meat pie” from the delicatessen. This consisted of a hug slab of solid pastry which was almost impossible to bite into it was so solid and had bits of meat interspersed between it’s many layers. That together with the peanut wotsists I had to accompany it are quite possibly the most fattening and cholesterol laden repast I have ever had in my life. And that’s saying something coming from someone who has paid many visits to Ukraine. It was like most things in Serbia delicious though.
And the highlight of the day must go once again to Dustin the Turkey for his press conference and in particular his statement that he read out apologising to all orang outangs for comparing them to Irish singer Linda Martin.