Did you see the state of Linda Martin on the Late Late Show last night?
No. Neither did I, since I don’t usually watch that sort of thing, but there’s no escaping the clips of Linda strutting around the studio like a furious grandmother at a Jeremy Kyle DNA test, with Louis Walsh smiling angrily in the background. Definitely not the father.
And why? All because Aslan member, Billy McGuinness, pointed out something that’s obvious to anyone with half an eye — Louis has his fingers in too many parts of the Eurovision Mediocrity Contest. But unlike Linda, Louis at least had the common sense to keep his arse firmly planted in his seat even if his false fixed grin was disturbingly Ceausescu-like in its lack of understanding.
Yes, you, Louis.
Linda, meanwhile, was squaring up to McGuinness like a teenager full of Bucky trying to get into Coppers on Junior Cert results night, while Tubs hovered on the fringes, being ineffectual and irrelevant. So no change there, then.
Surprising? Not really.
Important? Certainly not. This is the Eurovision we’re talking about and a singer whose entire career was based on the Eurovision farce, a lad from Kiltimagh who built a fortune promoting boy-bands without substance and a musician who once played in a great band.
It’s all a bottle of smoke. A bagatelle. But at least Linda gave us all a bit of a laugh in these grim times.