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Who: Anne and Constance
What: Eurovision
Where: Anne’s place
When: Saturday 14th May - afternoon
Rating: Low/None
Status: Complete



Constance loved Eurovision and she loved it even more when she got to watch it with her bestie. She was properly prepared, it was obviously earlier than when they usually watched it because of the time difference but that didn’t stop them from having wine and snacks on hand.

They were a few acts in and their commentary was definitely not for the more PC audience, luckily it was just the two of them. “So why a gorilla?” she said as they watched the Italian entry come to an end, “I mean it was okay but the gorilla was just random”

“I think they probably thought: it’s Eurovision, why not put a man in a crap gorilla suit on stage?” Anne grinned as she looked up at her friend. She hadn't had much wine yet, but she certainly felt a lot more relaxed. From her position slumped on the couch, she had laughed as the man in the suit sang with backing dancers who looked like they should be on some old Sci-fi show. “I'm still not sure I'm over the brides and grooms with the Madness vibes,” she joked, reaching for some more crisps and her wine. “Who's up next?”

“True, and why not? I mean they have mostly been pretty tame so far” Constance said, taking a sip of her wine. “I quite liked that, I can imagine it being on some kind of exercise class routine. It was catchy. Up next is Denmark, there she is. Oh she looks a bit like Anneka Rice”

“It has been tame! Where are the gimmicks? The crazy ones?” Anne proclaimed, gesturing to the tv as she sat back. “We should get one of the trainers to start an exercise class at the hotel with just Eurovision songs: Euro-cise or something,” she joked as she smiled up at her friend before returning her attention to the tv. “Oh my god! She really does! Killer dress,” she remarked, settling back against the couch again while the girl on screen belted her heart out.

“Exactly, there’s a distinct lack of crazy this year. Come on Europe you can do better than this” Constance sighed, before laughing, “You know that might actually be a fun idea, you should suggest it to your dad, it might be more popular over there than here” Since here Eurovision wasn’t really much of a thing. “She does also sound like she’s singing about laying down her llama” Constance pointed out.

“That’s true,” Anne replied. “Although it does seem to be getting more popular over here. I think I’ve seen a US flags in the crowd this year and I’ve heard of a few Eurovision parties going on. Maybe in a few years they’ll be ready for the awesomeness that will be Eurocise,” she joked before taking a sip of her drink and listening to the singer for a moment. “Oh my god! She really is laying down her llama!” she chuckled.

“Yeah? Maybe it’s slowly making it’s way over then, maybe by the time it does the UK will be out and we’ll be left behind instead” Constance said with a roll of her eyes as mostly always happened when the UK leaving the EU crossed her mind. “Told you” she grinned as Anne listened to the song.

“Now now, leave the politics until voting time,” Anne patted her friend on the knee and took another drink before the Portuguese contestant started his performance. “Please, god, tell me there’s more wine,” she said flatly, staring at the screen as the strange man started performing his strange song.

“True, god knows how that’ll go this year” Constance said, before laughing at the man on the screen, “I bloody hope so because I think this song is gonna be a bottle worthy at least”

“Yeah, it’s all messed up this year isn’t it? They’ve re-jigged it?” Anne frowned and reached forward for some more crisps. “Definitely! Fill me up!” she held out her wine glass.

Constance nodded, “Yeah apparently viewer votes are going to be added to give another block of points or something. I’m not sure how much of a good idea leaving it to the British public to decide but there we go” she smirked before re-filling Anne’s glass. The rate they were going when the votes finally came in the new system would probably be very confusing for them both.

“Well, given that the last time they were allowed to vote, they made potentially the worst decision of their lives I don’t see that ending well,” Anne remarked wryly. The singer on the screen changed and it seemed to be even worse than the first. Like some insane Annie Lennox in a classroom with weird horsemen. “There’s not enough wine in the world,” she said resolutely. “I honestly don’t think we have enough to make it through the rest of the show,” she joked, followed by a large gulp of her wine.