Still, another blow for the rapidly growing group of subversive rockers last night as Finish Satanists smothered in latex triumphed in Athens, overcoming the Balkans mutual back-scratching conspiracy to grasp the Eurovision Song Contest title. No indication of golfing tendencies, though I suspect they'd struggle to get into most club-houses in this country dressed like Klingon adolescents.
Err . . . it says here.
I'll get me denim cut-off jacket . . .
The harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph