Eurovision is a spectacle. It’s a night of heightened pleasure. Ridiculously over-hyped expectations. Booze. Nibbles. Friends. A bit of a giggle.

Us lovers of the form want a good clean fight after an enthralling running order. We want a reason to turn to our scoresheets and pass judgement.

Those of us purveyors also want multi-layered offerings. Acts which make our jaws drop. Songs which makes us throw ourselves back in our armchairs and go “Awwww, that’s lovely.”

Thank you Russia. You’ve ticked all of those boxes. I adore it.

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