Making Your Mind Up
(Do you see what they did there?)
Watched the opening part of the "UK-chooses-its-Eurovision-entry" programme just now. According to the BBC site, Justin Hawkins (ex-The Darkness) is the favourite, but my guess is that it's not what the person in the street thinks of as a Eurovision song. Worryingly, the not-very-poppy 'pop' song by Scooch probably is.
Meanwhile, probably the best song of the evening is the ballad performed by the previously-unknown Cyndi, and The Mrs is voting for Big Brovaz. It's wide open this year, folks!
Edit after the result: Dear god what a shambles. Having reduced the field to Cyndi and Scooch for a 'sing-off' (Hawkins left the stage is singularly abrupt manner), the utterly vacuous Fern Cotton declared that their voting numbers would be on the screen throughout their performances, then they weren't, and most indefensible of all, when it came to announcing the winner, she and Terry Wogan each announced different acts! Some head should role for that, which topped a dreadfully produced piece of live TV of a type the BBC should be able to get perfect with their eyes closed.
So in the end, we're being represented by a collection of bad innuendo and people in mock airline uniforms. Joy