Never mind Diakité, I could pull his shirt back from Gateshead

At least the weather's good for this time of year.

It's February, right?

Followed up by clearing the floor (three tiny children) with The Scientist by Coldplay. Gave up halfway through and flipped to Raspberry Beret. I've actually found the worst DJ in the world, and it's fascinating.

I've already had the best pudding of my life, and one of the best main courses. Some of it was perfectly healthy on paper, but if I lived here I'd be inhaling it all non-stop and the calorie count would depend solely on my stomach capacity. Lima's foodie reputation is, if anything, understated.

I hope the Italian entry turns out to be a song about Estonia having bad weather and being rubbish for a holiday.

Also, can anyone sing this year? Please tell me the in-ear monitoring isn't working or something.