But where was the TARDIS?
Last night's Dr Who was fantastic!
Feature-length episode. Started with a chase across a winter landscape, with monsters and CGI shapeshifters, went on to feature a huge cast, a strange robot-like couple presiding over an epic story of national rivalries and political alliances, grotesque alien beings, explosions, all building up to a nail-biting conflict between a plucky young woman and a fearsome silver space monster. There was even a swordfight, though it wasn't very well choreographed.
My only reservations were that the Doctor and Martha were completely lost in all the spectacle, and Russell T Davies made no attempt at all to restrain his love of OTT camp this week, And the strange, increasingly incoherent voice-over by Ardal O'Hanlon's character from Gridlock didn't make the complicated story any clearer...what?...Dr Who wasn't on this week?
Ok, so it was the EuroSong Contest. I went to a Eurovision party hosted by Alex and her partner. We ate party food, drank, laughed at the spectacle. I had Ireland, FYR Macedonia and Bulgaria in our sweepstake. The Macedonians' cute singer and ballerina in a tank top nudged them into mid-table obscurity, while the Irish retro-folk entry proved a losing gamble - have ROI ever finished last, or scored so few points, before? Bulgaria, featuring lots of percussion and scary "Eeee!" girl, was my best bet. They scored consistently, but didn't get the 10s and 12s they'd have needed to win. Yoko won with Serbia, narrowly beating Inkoh's Ukrainian drag queen.
The UK barely troubled the scorers. Only sympathy votes from Ireland and gallant little Malta GC saved us from nul point ignominy. Personally, I'd have been happy to see that. Never liked that song. I honestly think the standard of songs was generally weak this year, and the dull-but-worthy ballad that nearly represented the UK would have done better.
I think one of my favourite moments of the evening was Allie and Alex duetting (really well) on "Love grows (where my Rosemary goes)" to demonstrate how the Swedish song ripped it off. Also enjoyed making up back stories for the odder entries - like the theory that the Romanian entry were prisoners who'd been promised time off their sentences if they did well - "dance, convict, dance!".
Nightbus home (N2) for third night in a row, after I missed the last train by a minute.
Feature-length episode. Started with a chase across a winter landscape, with monsters and CGI shapeshifters, went on to feature a huge cast, a strange robot-like couple presiding over an epic story of national rivalries and political alliances, grotesque alien beings, explosions, all building up to a nail-biting conflict between a plucky young woman and a fearsome silver space monster. There was even a swordfight, though it wasn't very well choreographed.
My only reservations were that the Doctor and Martha were completely lost in all the spectacle, and Russell T Davies made no attempt at all to restrain his love of OTT camp this week, And the strange, increasingly incoherent voice-over by Ardal O'Hanlon's character from Gridlock didn't make the complicated story any clearer...what?...Dr Who wasn't on this week?
Ok, so it was the EuroSong Contest. I went to a Eurovision party hosted by Alex and her partner. We ate party food, drank, laughed at the spectacle. I had Ireland, FYR Macedonia and Bulgaria in our sweepstake. The Macedonians' cute singer and ballerina in a tank top nudged them into mid-table obscurity, while the Irish retro-folk entry proved a losing gamble - have ROI ever finished last, or scored so few points, before? Bulgaria, featuring lots of percussion and scary "Eeee!" girl, was my best bet. They scored consistently, but didn't get the 10s and 12s they'd have needed to win. Yoko won with Serbia, narrowly beating Inkoh's Ukrainian drag queen.
The UK barely troubled the scorers. Only sympathy votes from Ireland and gallant little Malta GC saved us from nul point ignominy. Personally, I'd have been happy to see that. Never liked that song. I honestly think the standard of songs was generally weak this year, and the dull-but-worthy ballad that nearly represented the UK would have done better.
I think one of my favourite moments of the evening was Allie and Alex duetting (really well) on "Love grows (where my Rosemary goes)" to demonstrate how the Swedish song ripped it off. Also enjoyed making up back stories for the odder entries - like the theory that the Romanian entry were prisoners who'd been promised time off their sentences if they did well - "dance, convict, dance!".
Nightbus home (N2) for third night in a row, after I missed the last train by a minute.