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It's that time of year: the eurovision song contest. I think we've become spoilt; when I was young eurovision was a byword for utter drivel. But over the last 10 years the level of nonsense has risen to the point that it makes good viewing... until this year. Utter drivel again.

It wouldn't be eurovision without a nod to Father Ted. He was a lovely horse (not Father Ted, obviously, the beast above) and a day of photographing animals. If you look at the extras you might notice a .RAF file...