Nick:Â I’ve now got a 50 ore bet on with Honest Phil the bookie that this will finish higher than the UK, at evens odds. It’s exactly what it’s meant to be – three minutes of pure, dumb, high-energy on stage. Nothing remotely clever about it, and nor should there be. It just makes me want to get up and dance badly.
Allez allez allez! Allez ola ole! Allez allez allez, ola ole! Tout le monde! Tout le monde! Hup! Hup! Hoppa!
That is totally not coming last. Ignore everybody who isn’t me on this subject. 😀
Phil:Â The French entry is a hideous mess on stage and comes across more like a workout from TV-AM, circa 1988.
Last! – That is all 😉