You know, I managed to do myself a huge favour, last night.
Watching an episode of House of Cards, as you’re asking.
Which means I managed to avoid catching of this year’s Eurovision Song Contest.
Whether that’s a good thing, I don’t know: I do know, courtesy of the BBC, that the UK’s entry came third from the bottom, and that the competition was won by the Ukraine.
A song about how horrible Josef Stalin was, apparently.
Personally?
I still think the 1991 French entry, Amina, who placed second, was HAD!!
~≈Ê≈~
Just as a quick afterthought, there?
I managed to treat myself, yesterday.
Yep. I’ve added another book to my reading list. It’s at the bottom of the pile, by my bedside, so you know.