Some things change, some things change the same

Just been reacquainting myself with Anzej Dejan in his stage costume, and you know, Slovenia suddenly looks dangerous to me. He’s in a white suit, his girls are in various bright colours and the whole show and staging is pretty reminiscent of Israel 1985, for those of you who, like me, are as old as Carola and remember such things. He’s probably qualifying, and if the envelopes are opened in the right order he could just spring a surprise on the whole lot of us. P6 assures us that he’s going to do business in Scandinavia… not at all bad.

I’m far more doubtful about Jennifer from Andorra. As a larger man myself, I feel qualified to say that the larger lady shouldn’t have picked a big black dress as the best way of achieving a flattering look on t’telly. She’s singing it alright, but there’s a lot wrong here in an indefinable way that seems to be uniquely Andorra. Not all bad, but I’m not happy with it.

I’ve already completely lost track of the schedule, so I’ve no idea what I’m doing next. Or now. Or generally, if I’m honest…