Arts

Eurovision

I'll make no apologies for it. On Saturday night I was at a barbecue with friends, watching the Eurovision Song Contest. It's the third time we've got together in this way; another mini-landmark in the year.

I ended up supporting Serbia & Montenegro, Greece and Moldova. I was secretly hoping Moldova's drum-beating grannie would capture the kitsch vote and win, but instead the Britney-lookalike from Greece ran away with it.

They say this means I should host the barbecue next year.