Mayhem on the Late Late: why the Irish aren't ignoring Eurovision any more

For the first time in a long time I’ve actually been genuinely entertained by the Late Late Show.

My stomach has that light, airy feeling you get from watching bitchy soap operas, or hearing something salacious about somebody you don’t like.

Today, everyone will be asked if they saw the Late Late last night. Whatever the answer, you can be sure ten minutes of moaning and groaning will ensue. We are Irish, after all. If we weren't complaining there'd be something seriously wrong.