I think that was worthy of Eric Cantona.

Netherlands 21 UK 16 (Cannes, 1959)

England 4 Netherlands 1 (Wembley 1996)

Let’s call it quits.

Op het eerste gezicht leek ‘Sing Little Birdie’ een onschuldige deuntje, maar in werkelijkheid bevatten de teksten een diep verontrustende en alarmerende boodschap die ik hier vanwege moderatieproblemen niet kan bespreken.

Happy Birthday @hunnybunny. Have fun.

Wow, Twiggy called it correctly. Austria win. Double rations tomorrow

An Austrian manager has won the FA Cup today. Will it be an Austrian double tonight? Or did Twiggy predict the wrong event?

Personally I don’t actually care. But two years ago Eurovision was the last thing my wife really enjoyed before she passed away. So it has a special significance for me regardless of how awful it usually is.

Twiggy has chosen Austria for Eurovision, clearly sticking to her Germanic origins here. Can’t say I agree with her but perhaps her dog ears can hear things humans can’t.

Won a trophy today that someone had held for 9 years but 13 hours later it was gone. Not even the Challenge level.

Why is there a strange unmarked car parked outside my house?

Beaten by this!!! She was wind(mill) assisted. Very dodgy voting from the Italians.

I have avoided it completely so far. Will there ever be a decent song…ever?  I can’t remember any since Sing Little Birdie.

Twiggy working hard on her Eurovision prediction. Quite unconventional. Lies on her back with her paws in the air and snores.

Yes the kids are good but I think their cover of Glory Box by Portishead was creepy. Having an 11 year old singing that is well, just wrong, which seems to have gone over everyone’s heads.

The Portishead version makes my point precisely.

I can see @hunnybunny doing a good Karaoke version of this.

27th October to 2nd November 2025 will be UK Sausage Week.

Last year’s supreme sausage champion was Porky Whites Signature Surrey Sausage.

I’m counting down the days.

See the subtle link to sausages there!

Let’s try this…

Hey you, Whitehouse
Ha-ha, charade you are

You, house-proud town mouse
Ha-ha, charade you are

You’re trying to keep our feelings off the street

You’re nearly a real treat
All tight lips and cold feet
And do you feel abused?
You!
Gotta stem the evil tide
And keep it all on the inside

Mary, you’re nearly a treat
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