Is It Just Me: Who Fails to See the Point of Eurovision?

As a kid, Eurovision was something I looked forward to with excitement. In my house, we'd have lemonade and crisps (trust me, that was a treat, nay an event in our house), and we'd use casual racism against the French, the Germans and anyone else we could think of something mean to say about. 

The costumes of the other countries used to cause much hilarity, not to mention the throwback hair styles, and Terry Wogan's "that's what I was thinking" style of commentary.

Now it's different.