Is it time to leave the Eurovision Song contest and endeavour to leave with some dignity, or are we to continue to suffer the humiliation of coming last with nil points from both the jury and the public vote for ever.

I know the programme is exceedingly popular amongst the gay community who arrange special Eurovision party nights with drinks and nibbles and the like and really get into the serious business of screaming at the television for the evening, but I have to say it’s not for me.

Now, I don’t want to sound like Mr Donald Trump, an embittered man if ever I saw one, but in this case I would suggest the vote was indeed rigged, so much so that we will never be able to get close to winning ever again, whilst there are so many countries who don’t like the British.

Obviously I haven’t watched it for some considerable years, probably since the days of Bucks Fizz when we actually won but it is definitely time to pack up our toys and leave the playground.

From what I can gather the Europeans don’t like us and there is some spat going on with the Eastern Europeans who don’t like the folk from the Balkans, or something like that and I have no idea whether the Russians even take part, but I’m fairly certain they along with Israel who won some time ago are not even in Europe.

We can do better than this, walk away, walk away I say, turn our backs on the façade that pretends to be a song competition called Eurovision, walk with dignity and never look back.

Eurovision 2021: As it happened - BBC News

About The Diary of a Country Bumpkin

I am a retired actor, although to be honest I only retired because I wasn't getting any work and the option of becoming an unemployed actor/waiter at my age was ludicrous, especially as my waiting skills are non-existent. Having said I’m retired, I don’t think there really is such a thing as a retired actor for I am still available for work, I just don’t have an agent or any connections with regards to obtaining any worthwhile work. I have over the years done student films when there is nothing else available, always low paid (if at all) the only incentive was always the promised copy of the finished film for your show reel which nine times out of ten always failed to materialise. I spent many years looking after my aged mother who had dementia, hence the lack of acting work but shortly after her death I was lucky enough to run into an ex-girlfriend of many years ago and our romance blossomed once again, resulting in us getting married in 2013. My move to the countryside inspired me to write The Diary of a Country Bumpkin which tells of my continuing dilemmas in dealing with the rigors of the countryside from the unexpectedly large number of pollens, fungal moulds and hay products waiting to attack the unsuspecting townie. I enjoy writing, see my play Dulce Et Decorum Est Pro Patria Mori on The Wireless Theatre Company, The Plays Wot I Wrote and The Battle of Barking Creek both available on Amazon.co.uk and am very fond of classic cars so my ideal occupation would be acting in a film I had written set in the 1930s/40s, we live in hopes. I am delighted to say that since venturing to the countryside where space is not quite the premium it is in town, I have due to the availability of two double garages acquired more classic cars to form a small collection the pride of which are a 1947 Bentley Mk VI and a 2000 Bentley Arnage. My various blogs and websites are continually evolving and I’m sure that by following the appropriate links you will find something which will edify or amuse.
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  1. Alan says:

    Total agree a waste of time and money!

  2. You have to have sympathy for the young folk in the picture. They obviously cannot afford shirts!

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