Waste of a Sunday

So, my nephew came back to say he had to go in to work anyway, no me... no Monaco Grand Prix, I'm sure he's more upset about the GP.  God-daughter got back to have a quick check in and invite me over next week, her friend was heading over on Saturday night though so we only had a little catch up.

So, I attempted to watch the Eurovision song contest, and after just 24 minutes of a 3 hour, 15 minute show, I wondered what the heck I was doing.  I'm so sorry Albania, but that song was just dreadful, it made me want to switch off, or kill myself.  It was only Graham Norton's sarcasm that kept me watching for a limited period.  Can I just mention that it didn't improve much after Albania.  Lithuania, what were you thinking?  When I watch the Eurovision song contest, I feel like I'm watching television in 1982, every year, it is forever, 1982.  Don't even get me started on the Russian Grannies.  For those of you who didn't catch it... think; "Birdie Song," in Russian.  Love Russia but come on, you can do better than that.  Okay... it might get under your skin a tad, in a really annoying way, okay... they may have come third.

I kept looking at the clock and thinking oh God, it hasn't even been an hour yet, it had only been 40 minutes at one point.  Yes... it was that bad, trust me.  But it's tradition and you feel like you should watch and support.  I try to get behind each country thinking yes, you've practiced for months, this is the best possible chance you have... give it your all!  But 99.9% are just so bad you want to drown yourself in a vat of stagnant rain water.  Cyprus was catchy.  Good beat, nude coloured dresses and bright red lipstick.  Someone had their thinking cap on.

I actually liked Estonia, haven't a clue what he was on about, but he sounded very passionate and he was in tune.  What more can you ask for... in the Eurovision?  Sweden was catchy, Turkey reminded me of Fiddler on the Roof, in a 1960's way, i.e.... not good.

Graham Norton gave Germany a really good introduction so I watched and waited, singer bloke had a pleasant face, good voice, not pitchy at all, well presented, good tune, really good!  I like this one.  It won't win.

I have to confess that 95 minutes of this "spectacular," was more than my body and soul could take, despite Germany, so I took both of them off to bed and out of their misery.

Sweden... which wasn't bad at all, won, we came... second to last, I know... shocker.

It's now Sunday and I woke around 3am and couldn't get back to sleep.  I didn't feel right and felt very thirsty but even a long drink of cold water didn't get me back to sleep.  I got up and worked out with a stitch and then my dicky tummy started. 

I was useless for most of the day, all I could manage was catch up on TV with the iPlayer, I felt dreadful, bad tummy, terrible headache, such a waste of a day, I did nothing.  I think I either over did the gardening in the heat yesterday, or I'm very dehydrated.  I'd just really like to curl up and go to sleep.