Throughout the evening Wilson waited patiently for his own Eurovision favourite to be played: - Je suis un vrai garçon, sung by his erstwhile fiancée* Nina Morato.
Towards the end of the show, when Abba's Waterloo came on he turned to me and whispered, 'They're obviously saving Ms Nina until last!'… and then the programme ended!
W was pretty irate, vowing to identify the 'Panel of celebrity Eurovision fanatics and so-called enthusiasts', track them down and unfollow them one by one.
So
far the only panelist he knows about is Mel Giedroyc, and he's
reluctant to unfollow her – partly because he likes her, and partly
because if he ever wanted to re-follow her he'd never be able to
remember how to spell her name – but he is planning to send her a pretty
stiff email of complaint!
Anyway, although Je suis un vrai garçon wasn't on the BBC shortlist, you can watch it here:
It's
pretty hot stuff – very French – and there's a tiny bit of swearing…
although as it's in French, that can probably be classed as
'educational'!
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*To be fair, Ms Morato probably had no idea she was engaged to Wilson; probably still hasn't, unless she happens to be reading this…
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