I dont want no scraps.

Look at this mess. Just look at it! It’s all of my scraps and off cuts and some bigger pieces. This was because I spent most of Sunday trying to put together 13 blocks. (Didn’t even sew them just cut ’em up and stuck ’em into lunch bags).

I really can’t be bothered sorting this out. I started with a system but once I take it apart I really truly can’t be bothered putting it back in order. I think I need a better system. Some sort of mini flinging system.I think I just arrange this like my life in some sort or organised chaos.

And some of these cuts are taking forever to get used up! (it’s always the ugly prints).


Mr Crafty got bored and busy this weekend…..


That is all lego.

Short on laughs today. Now I’m trying to think of stories they have all left my head, every single one. For some reason the only thing I could remember today was as a young child every Saturday morning my mum would give me a dusting cloth and make me wipe the skirting boards. Why? Wish I knew. It cause many a fights, I only wanted to watch She-ra or Video Hits.  I think she once said it was because I had little fingers.

Musically speaking

I watched God Help The Girl last night, a side project for Stuart Murdoch from Belle and Sebastian. Long and the short of it, it’s a very stylstic film, looks beautiful, nice cheography. The story line is a bit wishy washy. The story line I can only describe as typical. But the soundtrack is brilliant. Very 60’s sounding.

Epic Fail 2, and another story.

Well after Wednesdays post went stratospheric, I’ve had a little rethink about what the general reader really wants. Craft and quilting are ok, same with baking stuff but what gets read more is whenever I’m reminiscing about the 80’s and 90’s.

By the autumn with any luck the shape of this blog will change anyway and the craft will go to another site, but Is what your really want is growing up with immigrants? That I can do.

I’ll do a failed cake update and then I promise a quick story.


It’s Rockettes first school fete so I thought I’d bake something. I’ve got a temperamental oven which only gives the correct temperature half the time. The other thing I have is a sonofabitch thermometer that’s decided to give incorrect readings.

Hummingbirds Cake Days came out again, as you know I don’t fail from that book (yeah right) chocolate and coffee loaf was picked.

First point, this doesnt taste like coffee at all. 1 tbsp of brewed coffee mixed with 20ml  of milk isn’t cutting it.

So thanks to my crap Heston Blumenthal oven temperature gauge that failed.( Alright I know it looks beaten up but it should do the job! It’s not that old.)

yeah good work...

yeah good work…

Out came out the loaf on the left.


WTF! Seriously crap. This was because although the guage said it was 160 degrees it really was more like 200. It wasn’t wasted I chopped off the top and took slices into work which my colleuges  ate happily….sliver lining.

Anyway the other one has gone and I’m hoping it will get bought, it looks humble and basic I know, it was too hot to be fancy.

Living with immigrants 

This will be quick and I only thought about it when I mentioned it in the comments of the last post.

When I first went to Malta about 14 years ago, I stayed with my grandparents and my uncles (I can laugh about it now but it was a very painful 2 weeks) .

Now my Nan was a character. She used to do all sorts, secret gambling, stealing cats she fancied in the streets, having life long feuds with neighbours and shop owners stuff like that.

She took me to the boats around the Blue Grotto so I could see it. She told me “I’m not going on” and I breathed a sigh of relief. But she did insist on coming with me to buy a ticket. So off we went to the little rickety van holding  a short fat moustached man in a vest.

My Nan pushed in front of me and said “1 child” (I was going to add please, but then remembered my Nan had no manners). The man only saw me there and said “What for her? Whats wrong with you?? . I butt in and said  “1 adult please” . But my nan went over me and said in Maltese, (because if you show your not a tourist they give you favours….apparettly)  “shes’ a child, isn’t she???”

The man blew hot air out of his cheeks ,tuted and said, “She’s an adult”. My nan said “Is she? she’s my grandchild? I don’t know mala” I paid full price as I should have done because I was 23.

The hottest I’ve ever been.

It was the hottest day in July in the UK on record today.  I’m an Australian so I should be used to this but it wasn’t Melbourne hot, it was more like Sydney hot. Muggy and no fun.

While I sat in a cafe today waiting for a meeting to begin and conscious that sweat was running down my legs, I thought about the hottest I’ve ever been (that I can remember).


Cloncurry- Outback Queensland

Cloncurry is small and lives off the reputation that it once had the hottest recorded rate of 53.1 c in 1889 (using a beer crate as measurement) but turns out it probably wasnt that hot, more like 46.9.

The day I went it was probably about 45 degrees c and I was going mad. I had driven up the Matilda Highway for hours and had that highway madness. Getting to Cloncurry for a rest was like being shoved in satan’s oven. I was blinded by heat, literally, it was that fuzzy. I parked in a supermarket car park and could barely make it inside the shop.

Once  I purchased what I thought was a juice, turns out it was a concentrated mixture you needed to mix with water. Who in their right mind would sell that in a small size and put it next to all the cans of soft drink???!! Some idiot. I knocked back that drink with all I had. Have you ever drank anything concentrated straight? It burns! It was horrible.

Attempting to walk up the one street (pictured above) I only made it two door down to get and ice-cream. I ran back to the car and drove the 5 doors down to the hotel. The lady in the hotel looked at me and said “You call this hot??!!!” and was met with a face full of thunder.

Dubai Airport


I was relocating back to Oz from the UK. I had no more room in my luggage so I had to wear my Ugg boots, my big knee-high Ugg boots. It was cold when I left the UK.

But landing in Dubai for some unknown reason the plane decided park up on the tarmac and make everyone walk to the airport. It felt like 300 degrees and I was in massive ugg boots. It was painful.

Torquay, Victoria.


It was the first and last time I ever got badly sunburnt. It was my first time away with no parental supervision, just lots of beer drinking bogans. One of them who thought it would be hilarious to just fashion sun cream into the Red Hot Chili Peppers logo, so even though the rest of his pale gingeresque skin would burn to a crisp, he would have a white symbol on his stomach. Hilarious….. I know I used to hang around with these people.

I bought my first bikini and then fell asleep face down on the beach on a 40 degree day. When I got home I thought I had sand rash I was itching so badly. My fathers unsympathetic reaction was “you got bloody sunburnt you frigin idiot!!!” It look days of agony and cold flannels to go down. First and last time ever.

Big Day Out – Melbourne.


In a mosh pit, at the height of summer, don’t do it. (In this photo there is a stand selling Chicken seafood burgers???)

How to beat the heat?

There is only one real way and it’s one from my childhood.

I always wanted a slip and slide, my dad being Maltese wouldn’t buy me one, so he made us a home-made death trap instead.

He took a massive roll of bin liners and laid them out on the grass. He held this down with 4 massive rocks that he used for “decoration” in his garden to hold the thing down.

Then he got some washing up detergent (pre mixed (weakened) with water, why use full strength? that’s another Maltese tip, my pleasure) and sprayed it all over the bin liners. Turned on the garden hose to make it slippy, and in the rare occasion he was feeling “extravagant” to waste a bit of water, he would turn on the sprinkler and leave it at the end so we could either smash into that or the rocks when we “slid” down it.

It got messy, we needed plasters.

My Dad never took us to any water parks so we had to make do with this. I don’t recommend it.

oh looking online it’s all the rage now, just without the rocks.

Epic baking fail

I’m aware that of late I haven’t written as often as I should be and to be honest I think the blog is suffering in terms of readership, so I’m going to make an effort to write something every few days. This will not always be about craft, like today but I think the ship has sailed with me keeping a blog that sticks to one topic.

Another birthday this week, and lately my go to gifts have been baked goods (or craft goods either/or). I tried Lemon Drops out of the most recent Hummingbird bakery book “Life Is Sweet”.

It appears that I can only bake things well out of their Cake Days and every other book I run into problems. I think this was the first thing I made out of this one. (Was going to make the Chocolate bundt cake but it had a crap load of mayonnaise in it…yes mayonaise.)

So the biscuits were advertised like this

hmm yes they look nice

hmm yes they look nice

But turned out like this…

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WTF happened here??!!!!!

I follow recipes to the T. If it says cream for 5 mins, I’m standing with that bloody hand mixer for 5 minutes. I left them in the oven longer than stated, my oven is crap yes, but I had a temperature gauge in there (also questionable at the moment).

They turned out all soft and cake like and they all stuck together in the box. My 4-year-old gave them the thumbs down..I never get a thumbs down. They taste nice but I would not like to tarnish the baking reputation by giving these sad pathetic cake biscuits as a gift. Hell no.

Desperate I went to my culinary goddess, the one who has never let me down, Nigella Lawson.

Her recipe of the day on her website was Totally Chocolate Chocolate Chip Cookies.

What can go wrong, chocolate on chocolate action? I can say they turned out ok I’m not 100% happy with them, but they will do. I left the first batch in a bit long and they got slightly burnt on the edge…they did not make it into the gift jar.


There is SOOOO much chocolate in this they are incredibly rich.She was not joking when she said “these are the chocolatiest cookies you will ever come across.”

If your familiar with Nigella’s cooking most of her food is rich (classic rocky road for example). But this is something else, this knocks it out of the park! So much so I attached a warning to the jar.


And they are MASSIVE! So much so that half the batch wouldn’t fit into the jar and so that did needed shavig down. These are much more akin to an America cookie than our tidily little UK biscuits. I could only eat half without feeling ill.

..but they would be amazing with ice cream!!!!


The Straight and the Narrow

I’m still ignoring the Negroni shirt and  after an overdose of Lego at Legoland (by ways of lack of actual lego), one sick child and no sleep, for  this week there’s more EPP! (yay)


It’s a big birthday for one of my friends this week and a fancy box of chocolates would definitely not do.

Out came 500 blocks again. I’ve been working quite a bit out of this lately and sometimes when I see a pattern in a book I know instantly who I would make this for. This was the case for the Georgetown carnival cushion.


I have made similar cushions before,  with each one it gets easier and  quicker.


One average Bollywood film later and it was all pieced. EPP is a bit like that once you start it’s hard to stop until it’s done. (This normally applies, just not to the ungoing/ongoing  project in my coffee table).

Will say I don’t enjoy cutting out all of the templates that is one hell of a boring task. I use old birthday and Christmas cards which I have worked out pretty well for me, even the cheap ones. Sometimes cutting each one individually can give the result of some slighty smaller pieces (I’m talking millimeters) but you can’t tell once its all together. There are some excellent shape cutters out there like the Fiskar hexagon cutter (cheaper than the Sizzix) which would have saved my hands pain, but once you have the templates you can re-use them over and over..winning eventually.

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EPP is easy to start, It’s what I got my sister started with and what I’ll get my Mum to try. Easy like Sunday morning and requires minimum gear and not at a massive cost . (good for tight areses)



Last few weeks have been about Spiritualized and FFS, weirdly both playing Glastonbury over the weekend, lots of iplayer catch up.

I love the Sparks and I love Franz Ferdinand. This collaboration works so well, it amazeballs.

Dont know where the Spiritualized thing came from this week, probably ipod shuffle it’s normally how it works.  Let it come down is beautiful and haunting, the follow up from Ladies and gentlemen were floating in space, it’s the ultimate come down album. (no misleading album title there)

Both of these acts played great sets at Glastonbury over the weekend you can see them on the iplayer for the next month.


Office bunting


This week I was asked to whip up some bunting to decorate a colleagues desk who was finally escaping.


Still trying to get my stash levels down some of these fabrics I’ve had for a couple of years, so these projects are helping. Few hours later all done. I could make these things with my eyes closed.


Maybe I should do one for my desk, the slogans I could put on it are endless , though probably not approved by management.

Mojo only back temporarily, I spent 2 hours sewing in a shirt sleeve, upside down. Another hour in front of the t.v unpicking it all. I don’t even want to look at it for the time being.

And I just wasnt in the mood for trying to put more blocks together after getting about 4 done half heartedly in a few hours. I gave up and started watching Chennai Express (Bollywood films are always done in about 4 viewings).

In ride news

On an up note, finally got some tickets to see Ride at Brixton academy. Which I prefer as when I was a teen I had bought the video Ride live in Brixton in 1992, which I must have watched a hundred times (despite disliking live videos of any sort, I still find them boring). So when I first came to the UK I went to watch Stone Temple pilots at Brixton it was a big deal just being there.

So you can still get tickets now, which I’m not surprised about now that all of that insane over inflated 6 music hype is all gone.

Vanishing quilting mojo

Its true I have put aside quilting for the last few months aside from making a few blocks here and there. Today I thought I should get a move on some of my unfinished works , but it appears I have lost some of my quilting mojo somewhere. It’s been a slow, crooked sewing start and I’m making more mistakes than I would like.

Tula Pink's City Sampler Quilts: 100 Modern Quilt Blocks

I’ve been working out of Tula Pinks 100 modern quilt blocks . How much do I love Tula? Love her fabric ‘s ,which I’ve been hoarding for that special project (probably something like the La Passacaglia quilt which is so hot right now in EPP world http://www.lovepatchworkandquilting.com/downloads/la-passacaglia-quilt  I’ll start in about 2020 knowing me.

Modern blocks is a great book for beginners, it has bold and beautiful blocks but there’s no a lot of complexity here, the odd square or arrow. I feel like I’m not putting in much effort which makes me feel a bit guilty. With the right contrasting  fabric s theses blocks really come alive.


Sorry I realised I may have published these blocks before. What are the chances!

500 Quilt Blocks: The Only Quilt Block Compendium You'll Ever NeedThe other booK I’ve been using is 500 blocks written by quilting rock stars Lynne Goldsworthy and Kerry Green. This book requires much more of your undivided attenion, even the easier ones. Not that should scare you, when they work out and I’ve not been slack they have turned out beautiful. Even if I am now sick of making HST (half square triangles).


But then how the fudge this one ended up wrong and half the size I don’t know.

Looks alright, okay a bit off in bits...

Looks alright, okay a bit off in bits..

errmm, no.

errmm, no.

The other problem was It (the book) asked to cut 2 but only needed to use one. Why? I’ve got all these 2.5cm squres everywhere.

wpid-20150614_225827.jpgWhats a bit scary is the lay out.  I understand that you need to stick

500 blocks and a whole heap of great projects in it, maybe that’s why I’ve got extra cuts. I can’t follow instructions at the best of time s and I tend to make up things as I go along. I read the instructions, read them again and if there is any kind of decoding needed then I just glaze over a bit.Thankfully with blocks you can just generally work out the lay out and the construction of it.


Some of them are still wonky and they are all supposed to be a finished size of 15.2 cm, err yeah that hasn’t happened.

42 down , 22 still to go…

To end heres a nice picture of glorious nature in the backyard. Even if the pollen is messing with me big time.




Re-found sounds

I’ve been so busy with something top secretish that I’ve still no craft/makes news at all to share. I did pop over to Goldhawk road last week while in Shepherd’s Bush but wasn’t overly impressed with the range of fabric there. Maybe I just wasn’t in the mood and was conscious of the 4 year I was dragging around. Anyway I bought a meter of beautiful Liberty fabric for £13 a meter. I didn’t barter (I’m crap at that kind of thing).Were they were expecting me too or not I don’t know. It was only for a meter.

I digress….

This week I have revisited some old favourite albums and one of them not so old to me. All classics and the first two especially deserve more attention.

Redd Kross- thrid eye 1990


There I was a 16-year-old girl and  listening exclusively to grunge, garage, shoegazer, indie and the beginnings of  riot grrrl music. Then I found Redd Kross.

I had been listening to a lot of jangly guitar acts at the same time such as The Clouds, The Hummingbirds and the like, but Redd Kross were different, they were like power pop mixed with Kiss. My impressionable young self saw them at  in store performance at the old Virgin Megastore in Melbourne and I was hooked. It was ok to like pop music again and to hell with what anyone thought. (I have it all filmed on super 8, I should get my sister to dig it out of the “archives”- code word for my fathers cupboard of expired technology should be next to the Betamax).

This was during the release of Phaseshifter and that is another brilliant album, but it was Third Eye that came up on my iPod a couple of days ago. It’s a bit of heavy rock here (Annie’s Gone), a super charge of pop there (Bubblegum Factory, Faith Healer), some psychedelia (Love is not Love) and some lighthearted country pop rock on the side (I don’t know how to be your friend). Imagine Partridge Family meets Black Sabbath.

It all works so well together, the eclectic mix stops it from ever being boring.

Highlight tracks Annie’s Gone and the magnificent I don’t know how to be your friend.




I came to the Monkees in my early 20’s. I think they have been cast off as a novel cheap fake American version of the Beatles. Which is really unfair. If I had been writing this blog 10 years ago I would have been waxing lyrical about the genius of  Michael Nesmith’s country albums. Which are still brilliant having spent an hour listening again to them last night.

By the time Pisces, Aquarius, Capricorn and Jones came out it was 1967 the Monkees were rebelling. Music was changing around them and they wanted to be taken seriously. They wanted to play their own instruments ( only one (Nesmith) of them was originally a musician the others were actors although Davy Jones had also released an album). They were teen sensations and this was  breakout , even today for any manufactured boy band which they were.

The songs are of the time, big 60’s compositions with layers of instrumental pieces, you can hear the Beatles and Beach Boy influences. They are classic pop songs, beautifully constructed and an LP I love putting on in the afternoon and forget the world is outside.

This album was along with the Doors Strange Days one of the first to use a Moog synthesizer on their recording. Use that in your next pub quiz!

Highlights of this gem Words, What am I doing hanging round and Don’t call on me.

I’ve been watching their tv show on You Tube (love the 60’s kitsch of it) and in the first episode Davy Jones who must have been 21 and is dating a 15-year-old girl. Bit creepy. No one thinks this is weird…(oh it was ok back then)

The Monkees…well half of The Monkees (Mickey Dolenz & Peter Tork) are playing at the Hammersmith Apollo on September 4th if anyone wanted to know.




Local record fairs are pretty shit round here and I hardly pick up anything much when I go now. But I did get this for about £1.00. I loved the cover , it had Nights in white satin on it and I really like Justin Hayward’s album 1975’s Bluejays. It was worth my shiny gold coin and I’m so freaking glad.

The Moody Blues were asked by their record label in September 1967 to record an adaptation of Antonín Dvořák‘s Symphony No. 9 as a stereo demonstration record. Instead, the band chose to record an orchestral song cycle about a typical working day (thanks wiki)…This may or may not be true but it gives a bit of background anyway.

In the end we have a concept album about a day in the life of the common man, a classical psychedelic masterpiece.

Opening notes sound like the start of a Star Trek soundtrack. goes into an instrumental version of the magnificent “Nights in white satin”. Whereas “Lunch break” sounds exactly like it should be in a Billy Wilder film accompanied bright fast shots of people around New York in the 60’s in Technicolor. I suppose that’s the whole point. The track “Afternoon” next to Nights is probably the other highlight on this album (which is hard to pick out in a concept album that flows so easily as this one does.) at a whopping 8.24 minutes long  it has so many different elements to it.

I used to hear Nights  on the radio all time on the oldies station growing up so it’s one of those songs I took for granted because it was always there. Because of this I never really listened to it . When you forget what you know, stick headphones on it is a thing of great beauty.

Lots of this reminds me of Matt Berry’s musical work, I wonder how much influence they have had on him. In fact this is most likely the beginning of prog rock right here (but don’t let that put you off).

The Moody Blues are still playing live too.

While I have been writing this, I’ve been distracted and just sitting on the sofa listening to songs I havent heard for years and years (like an old person). I can’t remember the last time I was had headphones on and no sewing in my hand just absorbed in the music. I don’t know why I ‘ve left it so long.

I’m starting to wonder should I possbly have two seperate blogs? I will get back around to the sewing stuff when I get the chance..or some more up to date music …so little time, so little time.

What’s another Eurovision year?

courtsey of eurovison.tv

courtesy of eurovison.tv

I had made the decision to not write on this years Eurovision competition and use this blog to focus more on craft and stop going off track. But well I can’t do that can I? It’s annoying me. It’s later than I would have liked to have published it, but you can blame a shirt and 3 days in London for that. I know ..uncommitted

This was a particularly good year and at a record 27 acts performing in the final this made it a particularly long year.  It was also the first year Australia was allowed to perform as a 60th  anniversary treat. The songs were of a better quality although very ballad top-heavy (blame Conchita for that) and gone sadly was the novelty and fun of yester year and it was all about taking care of business.

Where to start? I’ll start with my beloved Australia. I had predicted it for 3rd and 5th was a brilliant result. It was a great song and for our first (but will it be our last?) entry this was an impressive way to start off and perhaps a good example of how to enter and score high without being embroiled in block / neighbor voting. It is as simple as getting a great song with well-known relevant artist /talented song writer and really trying. Take note UK this is the way to enter.

Speaking of the UK. I think were now beyond blaming block voting or “because the rest of Europe hate them” and just sadly admit that the selection panel really don’t care about what they enter, and then complain about it later. This year’s entry was a cute little ditty, but it wasn’t Eurovisionary. It’s the kind of song that had all the eccentricities of the UK but very little of that would have appealed/translated to the general European/Australian (or even UK) audience. The feeling in the UK was a very shrug of the shoulders, already defeated before they began.

Other countries make the same mistake year in year out. Belgium comes to mind normally entering odd rap or jazz cafe style songs.  What was with her dress? She looked so uncomfortable in it, probably petrified she was going to electrocute herself!

The UK  have such  strong musical heritage which continues today with lots of amazing new artists. It’s sad that this is irrelevant  in the selection process. I can understand that it may be  hard to find a willing artist, but for too long the UK has treated it as a joke ( aside from the Webber/ Jade Ewen year) it needs to pull their socks up and send someone with relevance and quality song writing, it’s as simple as that. It’s about changing attitudes If they ever want to win.

At least we had Nigella Lawson presenting the UK points, that was a treat, she looked a bit regal, a regal treat!


Belgium! Where did he come from?! I thought he would do ok but I didn’t think he would beat Australia, very impressive very Lorde and not too dissimilar to Sweden’s entry or even the Latvian entry (she scared me a little ,maybe it was the dress fake tattoo combo).

Italy were just amazing and probably in my top 2 for the contest. I do wonder if they had not been placed last would the result been better for them? I think it was a good song to end the evening with and it woke everyone up a bit after being exposed to an incredibly boring second half of ballad after boring dull as dishwater ballad. This is how it’s done magnificently.

I’m not sure why Austria scored nil points. I love their song the one thing that I did find puzzling was not the piano being set on fire (impressive, were all just neanderthals who love to cheer on pyrotechnics) but when he stopped playing piano but continued sing,  the song sounded the same. So was he pretending to play the piano? The song sounded like it contained more than just drums and bass so where was the rest of the music coming from? I’m confused.

Also loved Armenia’s entry. I thought it would do a little better but maybe the complex vocals were just too much for some.

I still can’t believe that the Moldova cheese fest that was “I want your love” didn’t make it into the final. Yes it was stuck in the 90’s and yes  Eduard Romanyuta is probably Kid Rock’s love child; but the song was your classic euro pop song. It was a shame it didn’t make it, alas the curse of going in first in a semi final.

Shall we discuss Russia? (sigh) Interestingly this year some of the traditional block voting countries appeared to break away from the traditional Russia 12 points  and rebel only giving Russia half of that. It’s a good thing to see, block voting is a fact of life in Eurovision but if this trend continues we could see a more even and fair competition in the future..Imagine voting for a song you actually liked?

My main problem with Russia was the song. To me, and this is only my opinion and I’m not condoning the boo’s, but it seemed all a bit ironic. Russia was booed whenever they received 12 points. (So much for Austria installing anti booing devices. (not sure how that works, probably drowned the sound out)) . The audience was then scolded by the host’s reminding them that this was a singing contest and not a political one. But can the two ever be truly separated? Polina Gagarina was selected by Russia to represent  them in the contest.

The entry was titled “A Million Voices”. Her performance was strong, she has a wonderful voice, during the voting she kept crying (irritating). But the song was about peace and included the  lyrics “We are the worlds people, Different yet we’re the same,Praying for peace and healing, I hope we can start again, We believe, We believe in a dream”. Nice sentiment and one I wished to believe in, but Is this not ironic?

It is a singing contest, but one between representing countries, not individuals. If she had not sung about world peace I wouldn’t have minded so much and I’m sure she does represent a large portion of Russians who feel the same( your never going to unite all the people all the time) . But in the current political climate it just didn’t sit well with me. It must have turned a lot of voters off including the block voting countries.  It still did  well and came second.

Enough about that.

Sweden did deserve the gong this year it’s a well crafted song that wouldn’t sound out-of-place on the radio. Although the staging quite similar to Loreens “Euphoria” didn’t you think?

Finally I love Conchita but this presenting lark was just a bit odd.

So the final results looked like this


Anyway if you’re a bit of a static nerd then you may find the data on the Eurovision website giving all the individual jury votes and all the public votes for each country interesting . Fascinating stuff!http://www.eurovision.tv/page/results?event=2063&voter=GB

It’s a bit like Christmas, there’s all the build up and then afterwards you don’t want to have to think about it again until the next year.

That was very long..sorry about that…