always suspected Eurovision was the end of all things good and holy? Peter Kissick has done the research to prove it.
Robert Weinland – self-proclaimed prophet (as if there were any other kind) – has declared the end-of-the-world to be May 27
But is it possible that rather than being another deluding soul in the business of our imminent destruction, Weinland could actually be correct? And could it be more than coincidence that the date follows immediately on the spangly, sequined coat-tails of this year’s Eurovision Song Contest?