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'Cuzz, like, the people are, like, against it and, like, and stuff. Always good to have an articulate counterargument. The complaining councillor at the end is obviously petrified that pies will be next.

That's what I said.

Aye, lucky that.

who was?

Ahh.

FYP Wey now It is, Aye

Fergie? Why should he let showbiz tittle tattle disrupt his preparations for the biggest game of the season? "Tittle tattle" implies the odd scurrilous rumour here and there. It's not what I'd call a mass cross-media campaign of suppress and deny waged by a senior professional and his lawyers hell-bent on covering up something that's already long since in the public domain. Typical "Fergie" though, certainly.

"The heads of state of the United Kingdom and the USA and their spouses."

http://nyti.ms/iXb1oL and then some

Bet they struggled at Callerton Parkway

Taxi is your only hope. Metro and ferry queues are thousands deep and hours long. Quite a few of us lurk on Sea Way to pick up southerners wanting a fast getaway. Go past this point and it's about 3/4 me want to the Metro queue where your heart will sink. You could of course offer the lad a personal service. Im quite unreliable though and may not be working. If I am I would happily oblige. You sell your services so well. Cheers for the advice though. With time being of the essence I suppose a cab is near-inevitable really.

Will stick this in here as I know not everyone regularly reads the long-term stickies:

I'm off to the gym to perv on college kids.

Gaah. Just found out that two good friends are getting married in London on the day of the Great North Run. It's an evening bash only, 5pm-late, so I can probably make it back dahn here on the train for most of the event (or at least the boozy end of the proceedings), but I'll need to book on a specific train once the seats become available to avoid having to fork out silly amounts for an open return (and to get a seat!). Does anyone who's done the run before know realistically how long I should factor in time-wise from crossing the finish line to getting out of the crowds, getting my stuff back and making it to Central Station, whether on the Metro or a shuttle bus or whatever?

Nice. I just discovered an each-way £10 I'd stuck on them back in February and totally forgotten about. Love it when that happens. Turned a 30% profit overall despite making some absolutely shocking wrong calls in the semi-finals, so no complaints here.

Vodka and caviar parties all the way next year. Viva crude oil!

Off to the arena, UK flag in hand, doomed for disappointment. Going to take a mad and improbable punt on Iceland to win tonight, since a tenner will pay for my entire trip. So it'll totally be France after all that.

I can see how it would be pleasing on the eye.

Nar, you can be anyone. Not that anyone properly big from a proper country would ever do it, because what would they get out of it, but there's no rules like that anyways (hence Jedward - argh). The lady in question was Malena Ernman, haven't got a clue about her movie pedigree though I'm afraid Glee is shite, I'm a baaldy heed and I prefer toilets in busier areas, means there's less long to wait. Blue might win it. Jedward won't. The French are obvious favourites at the minute because their song stands out a mile and the staging is lush, but I can't quite see it myself. I'd call Bosnia as a potential winner if they get a late draw after tonight's semi-final. Right now I'm quite heavily invested in Estonia not making the final, if we want to talk mega-niche bets. This bit of supreme Euro-cheese:

Aye, they're closing the second semi-final on Thursday night and are hotly tipped to do some serious scoreboard damage. I can't see it myself, but even I find it hard to use the words "too cheesy for Eurovision" without laughing.

The queens we use would not excite you.

First semi-final tonight, 8pm on BBC THREE and BBC HD. (Second semi's on Thursday, big final on Saturday.) There will be boxing rings, backflips, light boxes, pyros, excruatingly bad rap, and the only black person in San Marino. You know you want to. (Ish.)