The sun's gone, and we continue our nephologous discussions. We did have a briefly spectacular glimpse at summer when temperatures rose to 27 degrees over the weekend.



Estonia was the winner of this year's pageant of Eurotrash flash, Eurovision. Several Americans came over to sit on my couch, drink champagne, and revel in the tackiness. We had picked either France or Greece to win, and were surprised by the ascendancy of the Estonian entry to offered such dazzling musical bon mots as, "Not even time can take away The starlight from us, no, it won't fade Still we believe that we Were made to laugh and sing." It was painfully tacky, but surprising less tuneless than last year's debacle. There was a dirth of cute boys, however, with only Spain's Ricky Martin-look-alike getting any sort of appreciation. The UK entry bombed scoring only slightly higher than last year's monumental bomb, Nicki French. And Ireland,winner of more contests than any other country, scored so badly it was relegated out of next year's competition. Even more surprising, only Lithuania managed the complete lack of taste that's very much in fashion this year.



Still flathunting, and have now broadened my search to include Maida Vale. Looking at two places today and hoping one of them will be a winner.