We’ve moved! For the rest of the evening, we are parked in the adventure playground that is the press centre. As I speak, his nibs is filming DQ off a plasma screen, whilst I’m watching him and thinking no, no, 1000 shades of no. That’s DQ, obviously. The set is adorned by a giant glittery crown with a glitter ball in it, and it’s everything those who like that kind of thing could ever wish for.
Nevertheless.
I’ve heard the song a zillion times before even though it’s the first time I’ve heard it. It’s probably gonna be perfectly good treadmill or exercise bike material when I get back to chez me, but while I relax here on a lime green Fatboy, it’s not what I require. I don’t see it standing out from the crowd, even though the crowd is Frederick Ndoci and Dado Topic.
Hang on a sec, I think Edsilia‘s entourage just ran over me foot. This is the life!
Oh, Hacksaw’s abandoned us by the way. He’s headed off to a football match of some description, and this is an aide memoire that we have something to show him in the Jokerit trophy cabinet.