The word “eurovision” should send shivers down any sane persons spine. However for whatever reason I cannot help buy turn it on year in, year out and sit there glued. Actually the reason for this is very simple and any other sane person who agrees with me knows the reason; Terry Wogan. His mutterings, jokes, slight xenophopia and abject horror as yes you’ve guessed it Cyprus have gave Greece 12 points and vice versa is something that grips you to what is nothing but dross. But in that is its charm.
Sitting therefore, snuggled up raring to go with another Eurovision, admittedly only the UK contestants I sat there waiting for Terry to get into full flow. Britain’s best ( a horrifying thought in its own) would be put to the sword by Terry. However, it was just pop and more pop and after being pushed over the edge by “the regular lad from Rottherrrrum” it was time to turn off. Terry had been put into a bit part judging role.
And that’s when it dawned on me. Eurovision without Terry Wogan is just like being stuck on a caravan park listening to the cabaret covering a Britney Spears song ever so badly. Why the hell would we want Eurovision to be ever just be about the music ? I have no reason to sit up and wonder who the hell are these so called judges eating up valuable Terry time.
I don’t care about how UK’s entry got there. I don’t even care what they sing. Letting us see the true horror of eurovision just magnifies how important Mr Wogan truly is.