You may have noticed that we have now added a countdown clock to the Eurovision Song Contest, our televisual highlight of the year, to our blog and that we have been alluding, in the past week or so, that something “may” have been afoot re: our Eurovision dreams …… however, things have been going for quite a bit longer, but such was our abject disappointment that it is only now that we feel able to reveal them to you.
For …….. this year, we had set our hearts on actually going to the contest in Vienna in real life …….. we had even (pre Evesham decision) booked a day off from work in order to facilitate our outbound flight to said Vienna ….. but sadly it was not to be ……..
We found out when the tickets were to go on sale……
……. and Darrell got up at the of crack dawn, with a flask of hot tea and a packet of BelVita biscuits in order to attempt to secure three said tickets …….
……. but even though he was on hold, when he eventually got through, nothing was left…. everything sold out in less than twenty minutes!! It was Darrell against all the rest of Europe ….. let’s just say it was emotional!
But then we heard that there was a second wave of tickets and Darrell, bless him, did it all over again, but alas, with the same devastating results.
At that, we decided to have a robust and frank family debate at the utility room table ….. there were tickets available during the preceding week for the semi finals etc. but did we
really want to do that (bearing in mind, that at the time, we thought that we would be still at work) …….
…….. and so we all came to the conclusion that perhaps it wasn’t a path we wanted to follow, we would be there, but it wouldn’t be quite the same as the real thing!
We could also consider, Darrell suggested, the “secondary market” but the prices had already reached astrological proportions, for one night embracing the pleasures of Eurovision we could have a week’s Greek Odyssey, it was a slightly sadness tinged no brainer
So, we decided that as we have always been very happy watching the contest at home for all these years, to quote Johnny Logan, Eurovision winner in 1980, “What’s Another Year” ….. and now, this year we will be sharing it with Hugh at his Worcester Pile, chez Le Chic-kin Coup …… so again no contest!!!!!!
You may have noticed that we have now added a countdown clock to the Eurovision Song Contest, our televisual highlight of the year, to our blog and that we have been alluding, in the past week or so, that something “may” have been afoot re: our Eurovision dreams …… however, things have been going for quite a bit longer, but such was our abject disappointment that it is only now that we feel able to reveal them to you.
For …….. this year, we had set our hearts on actually going to the contest in Vienna in real life …….. we had even (pre Evesham decision) booked a day off from work in order to facilitate our outbound flight to said Vienna ….. but sadly it was not to be ……..
We found out when the tickets were to go on sale……
……. and Darrell got up at the of crack dawn, with a flask of hot tea and a packet of BelVita biscuits in order to attempt to secure three said tickets …….
……. but even though he was on hold, when he eventually got through, nothing was left…. everything sold out in less than twenty minutes!! It was Darrell against all the rest of Europe ….. let’s just say it was emotional!
But then we heard that there was a second wave of tickets and Darrell, bless him, did it all over again, but alas, with the same devastating results.
At that, we decided to have a robust and frank family debate at the utility room table ….. there were tickets available during the preceding week for the semi finals etc. but did we really want to do that (bearing in mind, that at the time, we thought that we would be still at work) …….
…….. and so we all came to the conclusion that perhaps it wasn’t a path we wanted to follow, we would be there, but it wouldn’t be quite the same as the real thing! 
We could also consider, Darrell suggested, the “secondary market” but the prices had already reached astrological proportions, for one night embracing the pleasures of Eurovision we could have a week’s Greek Odyssey, it was a slightly sadness tinged no brainer 
So, we decided that as we have always been very happy watching the contest at home for all these years, to quote Johnny Logan, Eurovision winner in 1980, “What’s Another Year” ….. and now, this year we will be sharing it with Hugh at his Worcester Pile, chez Le Chic-kin Coup …… so again no contest!!!!!!
4 comments:
Never mind.
Maybe next year.
A very wise family decision & far better to save your money to spend on holiday. I'm sure you will all have a fantastic time watching the show with Hugh.
Michele
Boyz - sad as you may be that you couldn't secure the longed for tickets, I'm leaving you with a quote from Mandy Hale.
- 'You can't see it now, but that thing you didn't get will someday be the best thing you never had. Let it go. Better is coming.' -
JantheFan x
Oh, when our hopes are dashed all seems awhirl around us but the good times (plus I'm certain all sorts of deliciousness) with Hugh guarantee a Eurovision to remember...... Darrell's valiant efforts are admirable!..... Dianne
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