Can we put this more recent decline down to Wogan? It hardly seems fair to pin it on one person and the dates show little correlation. However, Björkman's main point seems valid: that if as a country we see Eurovision as frivolous and odd, we're unlikely to send a serious artist (more to the point, a serious artist is unlikely to enter).
Ensuring the BBC is able to remain a great British institution in the decades ahead requires more than timid tinkering. It is time for a radical re-think which puts the BBC in the hands of the British people who fund it and in whose interests it is intended to operate.
I don't know the truth about Judas and no one ever will. But I believe it's our task to look at him with Jesus' eyes -- and before any Christian ever again says a word against Judaism, it would be wise to remember that we follow a guy who also was a Jew.
It's true that the same could be said of Paris, but geography dictates that Paris does not routinely feature on the BBC's main UK weather bulletins each evening whereas Dublin does -- yet it is a blank. The BBC should respond to the real interests of own licence payers, and do its bit for Anglo-Irish relations, by putting Dublin on the map.
Nowhere in its description does the BBC state that this is a documentary merely reflecting men's experiences. That leads me to ask the following questions: Are women's experiences niched? Can we really accept that women's experiences are treated as niched?
If we want to live in a vibrant and open society, where we benefit from creativity and innovative thinking, where we believe that argument and diversity leads to better decision-making, and where we move with the times and sometimes have to throw off the old orthodoxy, we need to be more tolerant. Wrong thinking might be wrong, but hearing it is usually alright.
It is no secret that Jeremy Clarkson's departure from the team has left the programme needing to find its cutting edge. The BBC would never admit it but its biggest grossing programme became so successful because of the ridiculous issues its presenters got it into. Bad news is really good publicity. Honest.
Throughout the academic year there are various moments that punctuate the calendar: exams, coursework deadlines, sports day, and those glorious end of term days. But there has been another event which keeps returning to the calendars of hundreds of schools across the UK for the past decade: BBC News School Report.
Having worked at the fashion coalface for over 15 years, as a photographer, PR and writer, I now balance on the edge of the bubble, peeping in. I advise retail clients on how to respond to their customers changing needs.
If a celebrity I had found remotely attractive had made approaches to me when I was a child, I would have let him. I had no concept of being able to say "no." It was more important to be "good."
The conclusions of the BBC's review into sex abuse allegations against Jimmy Savile and Stuart Hall are devastating. They are appalling, shaming, choose your own string of adjectives. Everyone at the BBC who worked with the predators, or had any reason at all to suspect that they were committing crimes against children and young people, should be deeply, deeply ashamed.
Being Dan Walker must be so bizarre. I wonder if he feels sorry for the rest of us or is just a bit smug that he and a select few others will be going to heaven? I wonder if he wants to save us or just realises there is no point because we are all beyond redemption?
The polls are misleading and I have never believed them since I was a boy. The last election seemed to prove my belief as we saw the 10 o'clock BBC prediction shatter the dreams of the Labour Party for the past five years.
When disasters strike, people need accurate, useful information, fast. The media can play a powerful role here. And although the world has seen a major shift away from traditional platforms towards social media, for millions of people a far older technology can still provide a lifeline in disasters.
Patricia Erdmann sits in a living room that is a shrine to her dead son Lee. Pictures of the 37-year-old on holiday, at weddings and with his five children are everywhere. She has an engraved marble memorial to him by her bed. Patricia admits to crying herself to sleep some nights. Lee was drinking in The Wellington pub on Regent Road in Salford, Greater Manchester, in the early hours of Saturday 10 September 2011. He had been laughing and joking with a man at the bar and got up to go to the toilet. The same man shot him in the back when it was turned.
I've been lucky enough to attend some major sports events during a long career - the Olympics included - but there's something very special about the Six Nations. It's the spectacle, the history and tradition, sold out stadiums across fabulous capital cities. Yes rugby fans love it, but so too my mum. Such is the appeal of this grand old tournament over 24million people tuned in last year on (BBC) TV in the UK with nine million alone watching the thrilling climax.