Every year for the past eight years, Mark and I have enjoyed the cheese fest that is the Eurovision Song Contest with a cheese fest of our own. It has become our annual tradition to have our own little Eurovision party, the main point of which is to try to get foods to represent as many European countries as possible. Whilst enjoying our continental victuals, we amuse ourselves by writing our own comments about each of the performances. In 2003, Eurovision fell in the middle of our honeymoon tour of Europe, so we bought a load of continental foods and holed ourselves up in our Swiss hotel to watch the contest on BBC world.
Our Eurovision 2003 party, which we enjoyed in Switzerland whilst on our honeymoon. The small dog I'm holding is Mini Mark, a gift from Mark to me when I was going to America for three weeks during my PhD. He goes with us whenever we are travelling and I suppose you could call him our unofficial family mascot.
As always we really enjoyed our evening, though it is continually disappointing to see the political block voting that goes on the Eastern and Baltic states. It was nice to see the UK doing so well this year, though I have to confess that Mark and I both disliked our song and found it rather dull! Ah well, if there's one thing that the Eurovision Song Contest proves year after year it's that there's no accounting for taste!