Last year, after much persuading from Shaun, I sat down to watch Eurovision (he also likes to watch Mamma Mia! The Movie in sing-along mode). I grumbled and complained, as I usually do when I don’t get things my way, and Shaun made those puppy dog eyes that make me feel guilty.
A year on, and Shaun wishes he’d never forced me to watch 2011’s Eurovision. He wishes that I’d never seen Finland’s entry. That a singer-songwriter with a guitar hadn’t walked onto the stage singing about saving the world. He wishes that I hadn’t heard the lyrics – and loved them. That I’d forget the artist’s name (like you’re meant to). He wishes that I’d never discovered Paradise Oskar. That I hadn’t downloaded the whole album. He wishes that he could delete it from my ipod...
...Because for the last year this is what I’ve been listening to: