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I wouldn't wish her dead, but I'll happily celebrate the symbolism of her passing with a jar or five. And obviously when she does go, I hope it's during the football season just to see what happens if they try a minute's silence.

That era had its drawbacks too though. Their "Bridge Over Troubled Water" album had a massive cigarette burn right in the middle of "The Only Living Boy In New York".

The only thing that'll get me properly interested is if Hodgson selects a vastly different squad, blooding a lot of young players etc. Otherwise I'll watch the tournament generally but not with any particular interest in England.

One of the first songs I remember loving. Parents had a couple of Walker Brothers LPs I used to play all the time (along with Sgt. Pepper, Simon & Garfunkel and the rest).

Doing so highlighted another problem, which is also fixed. Either this is now a doubly heroic day or the "bad things come in threes" theory is about to rear its head. The suspense is killing me...

Aye I was thinking that and the Latino vote, both of which were vital last time out.

Aye, same for any body hair that starts to sprout in random directions as you get older.

They can have their uses

I believe it entirely, I just wouldn't be admitting it if I were him.

Manly. Just repaired a washing machine. Also petrified, because I'm bound to have fucked it up somehow.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vT2OiypFXiE

Couple of weeks' time, the semi-final in question is on May 22nd. If you haven't nibbled already, might be worth holding off till rehearsals start in about a week, just to make sure the singer hasn't decided to turn up in a ludicrous outfit or shave her head or something. The fanboys on-site will report back in due course, after which I shall compile a comprehensive guide to the best Euro-flutters.

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Make up for it by betting on Belgium to qualify for the Eurovision final. 15/8 at Paddy Power, Betfred and others. Absolutely nailed on, free money.

Having checked out his Come Dine With Me performance, he didn't seem to be much of a challenge. Boris just got back in in London. Closer than I thought it'd be, but still.

Wii and a PS2. I'm fucking hardcore.

Meanwhile, Newcastle rejects an elected mayor, which is something. Pity we can't reject the buffoon who's busy getting himself reelected down here.

Salty or sweet?

Not particuarly, and besides, bears tend to be into other bears. Which: not in the slightest.

Proper tubby at the minute like. I've even admitted defeat and signed up to myfitnesspal.com to see if I can track my calorie consumption a bit better.

Brilliant