The Week That Was...

Aargh, a week without internet access has passed. Best round-up the irritations of the past seven days. First, Eurovision - forget about the block voting accustations, the best song won (excluding Malta's operatic opus). Foxie did the best he could with a yawnsome country'n'western ballad - the viewers chose it, or rather they chose James rather than the song. To avoid bias towards a singer, perhaps just one artist should perform all the songs, like the good old days of Michael Ball and Sonia... Elsewhere, Bad Girls three-night Tanya Turner special was as nonsensical as expected. Yardie crims, prison poisoners and wardens dressed up as Elvis - just like real life. Not so pleased about Neighbours' Sky's transformation from grungey teen to prom queen, though thankfully creepy Gus is getting creepier and Izzy's getting sluttier. That's probably enough for now...