eurovision

I haven't quite recovered from it yet. My Mum, Eva and I spent the evening in the Bear Hotel, Cowbridge watching it as poor Eva become more and more exhausted. There was a wedding in the next room and the TV had to be very loud to be heard over the band. Armed with my score card - provided by Phil - we rated each song (Latvia got our combined 12 points - I wasn't sure but Eva insisted), Mum and I supped wine and nibbled. Mum was asleep by song 19, Eva asleep during the break between songs and scores. I missed Phil so much and really wanted to go round to his on Sunday to debrief and watch it all again without interruption. Hey ho.