Before going to Europe on business, a man drives his Rolls-Royce to a central London bank and asks for an immediate loan of £5,000. The loan officer, taken aback, requests collateral. "Well then, here are the keys to my Rolls-Royce," the man says. The loan officer promptly has the car driven into the bank's underground parking for safe keeping and gives the man the £5,000. Two weeks later, the man walks through the bank's doors and asks to settle up his loan and get his car back. "That will be £5,000 in principal, and £15.40 in interest," the loan officer says. The man writes out a check and starts to walk away. "Wait, sir," the loan officer says. "You are a millionaire. Why in the world would you need to borrow £5,000?" The man smiles, "Where else could I find a safer place to park my Rolls-Royce in London for two weeks and pay only £15.40?"

Sticking with our European theme this month, some TV and pop gold from Eurovision, sadly my Eurotrash edition didn’t make it past the editors...