Eurovision - Eurotrash or Eurotastic?

My child hood was not the happiest of times and as if to wish my life away and to hurry the transience of time, my year was peppered with music events that symbolised that time passing;

The Smash Hits Poll Winners Party - OMG! Can you remember who won best haircut in 1981? - meant Christmas was on the way.

The Brit Awards - who ever will forget Jarvis Cocker baring his hairy behind toward Wacko Jacko? - indicated that the dark wintry nights were soon to pull out.

And my favourite...

The Eurovision Song Contest - with too many notable (and cringeworthy) moments to document - meant that Summer was almost upon us.

And for fear of being ostracised by all who know me and possibly even shunned in the street by total strangers...the Eurovision Song Contest remains within my diary even to this day. But now - far from wishing time to pass me by - it is an annual tradition, shared each year with the same great friends - who, for the sake of not exposing them to the same snubbing I may be subject to, shall remain nameless. And the countdown to this year's contest is on!

Mr Wogan has stepped down this year...so no pressure Mr Norton, but you've big boots to fill and some witty word jousting to dream up. And however will we better last years Eurococktail theme - with a different cocktail for each country's entry - needless to say my hangover went Boom Bang A Bang the next morning! Any closet fans that recognise that last reference should be ashamed of themselves for hiding away; Stand up and be counted!

So do me a favour and make sure you at least catch a glimpse of this year's contest...safe in the knowledge that I will be slightly tipsy, singing along, scoring marks out of 10 to the European in the tighest trousers or the wackiest costume, fighting with mates over whether this years contestant from the Ukraine is a man or a woman...or as has happened in the past...both!

Finally, to any of you who choose to continue to belittle, demean, rubbish and disparage this very British (Yes. You heard me right. I said British. Not European.) institution...to you I say

NIL POINTS!

If you like it then you should have put a ring on it...

About a month ago myself and my better half seemed to experience a wave of wedding invites.

Indeed, every man (and his dog!) that we knew seemed to be in love and skipping hand in hand through the tulips. As a result, 'wedding season' this year starts in October (Halloween to be precise...hmm...what does that tell you?!) and sees us through most weekends till Christmas.

For a while there my usual cynicism about weddings and marriage and all things 'uniting two people together forever' was muted and I almost allowed myself to get wrapped up in the exuberance and wonderment and joy that was all around me.

Now, any one who knows me well would tell you how out of character that was. Don't get me wrong; I love my other half more than I ever thought possible. We bounce off each other. He is a very calming influence on me and for this I (And my family and friends.) am eternally grateful.

I appreciate how lucky I have been to find him and let's not forget how lucky he is to have found me, but we're missing one vital element; We have no apparent need to get married. We won't be bethrothing each other for better or worse, for richer or poorer and in sickness and health, because we've actually been there, done that and worn the t-shirts already.

When I was ill following a series of operations, he was there for me all the way;
In sickness and health.
When I quit work in pure exasperation, he supported me in my choice;
For better or worse.
And now that he has been made redundant I can return those favours and be supportive of him;
For richer or poorer.

The sad thing is that now, a month on from the initial flurry of aforementioned wedding invites and love and skipping through tulips, my cynicism has been restored. And I have to say, that for the first time ever, I want to swallow my cynicism and be proven wrong; I want to be shown that relationships and marriages can and do work. But alas, all I have heard so far this month is news of break-ups and separations.

To those friends enduring this current tribulation, I say hang on in there and stay strong and I wish upon you a relationship like the one I know...and love.

mwah x

Click the pic below for some single girl dance moves!

Enjoy!

In a film about your life, who would play you?

For the first time I have decided to see who reads my blog - if anyone - so have decided it's time for a little interactive fun.

I would love you to leave me your answer to the following question:

If Universal pictures decided to make a film about your life, who would play you?

And why?

Answers are not to be sent on a postcard, but should be posted as comments below.

I'm looking forward to finding out what kind of leading men and ladies there are out there!

Go on...humour me!

mwah x