Nothing (much) To Report

First up, we can categorically say that there is no bottled Fruli to be had anywhere in Gloucestershire. And we checked very thoroughly on Saturday. Sure you can buy it on tap at The Retreat in lovely Stroud…but that’s no good when you want a bottle of the stuff at home to watch the Eurovision with. *humpf*

We did, however discover some very nice (alledgedly - I haven’t tried it yet) mulled white wine in M&S Food for the princely sum of 99p. We bought so much we got given a wine carrier - now that’s service.

Secondly, Verka was robbed! Ukraine really should have won the contest on Saturday. Their song and performance was clearly miles better than some bouffanted-up women writhing behind Serbia’s answer to K.D. Lang.

Further to the Russia Goodbye/Lasha Tumbai debate…I think that she did actually sneak in one “Russia Goodbye” but the rest of the song was definately “Lasha Tumbai”. It’s those rolling rrrrrrs that give those Eastern Europeans away

And finally, I can reveal that Weston-Super-Mare in the rain is possibly the most depressing place on earth. I spent the entire day in a cagoule with wet feet (very inappropriate choice of footwear. Arse - I never learn.) Thankfully the day ended better when we decided to give up birthday celebrations and just go home and drink champagne. Yay! Of course, the downside to drinking champagne in the afternoon is that it makes you snooze on the sofa in the evening and miss Simon Pegg & Nick Frost on the telly. Grrrrr.

The champagne also gave me a very profound thought for the day, but errr, the cold harsh light of day has made me forget it. *cough*

Moosh

Tags: Fruli, The Retreat, Verka Serduchka, Eurovision , Simon Pegg , Nick Frost