I giggle at the 'permission' I'm given.<br/><br/>"I have an aversion to grotesque hype and idiotic jingoist bands! But it is very kind of you to allow me to support those poor people. Is there anything else that a poor thing like me might be permitted?"<br/><br/>"And yes, I think the cloggies are European champions. So they're good - I think it's Miedema or something who's the big star. But the Swedes, oh my, they're so blonde and willowy..."<br/><br/>I sigh theatrically, and try to look entranced.