Eurovision

I had to explain the Eurovision Song Contest a few times last week. Here’s how it goes:

You (the people of Europe) are one of the team captains in a game of soccer at recess. For the first twenty or so recesses you pick the best player first and it’s all rather fun. David Beckham turns up to play but it turns out he’s not as good as he thinks he is so you don’t pick him (see Olivia Newton-John, Cliff Richard).

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