object>IT is difficult to fathom just what the Netherland ‘judges’ were doing at Sunday night’s national Eurovision selection

But one thing is absolutely clear. And that is the Netherlands has accorded itself another year of self indulgent rubbish with I’m In Love.

This blog asked last year how on earth anybody in their right mind could send The Toppers, given that fans who know about these things had re-named the song Shine, to reflect how bad it really was. In the second semi-final in Moscow only two countries Albania(10 points) and Denmark(1 point) bothered voting for it. Netherlands finished in 17th place.

Yet here we are 12 months on and judging by what went on this time round no lessons had been learnt. How on earth would anybody in their right mind chose to get the king of Smurfdom, namely Father Abraham, to write anything which involves leaving out a barrel organ?

Clearly the Dutch are in serious competition to be more rubbish at Eurovision than the Irish, who followed one turkey in 2008 with a group of out of tune turkeys in 2009!

And to add to the misery of the whole event on Sunday they employed Irishman Johnny Logan to empathise in a distinctly odd way as to how long each singer/group had been kept waiting before delivering their version of the totally naff song.  

Clearly Father Abraham realised at the end just how bad the song was judging from his difficulty in selecting a bad version from a godamned awful version. Maybe that’s Divine providence and the price one ought to pay for writing bad music.

Anyway, they finally decided on seventeen-year-old trainee hairdresser Sieneke, to take the long walk of musical death in Oslo in May!