Trouble is that'll have taken all the budget so even if there is a multi-week selection process we'll be selecting some unknown singer whose testicles or titties are barely formed, be presented with some crapwitted song by two dodgy old geezers who once wrote somethinig jolly that was performed on "Summertime Special" sometime in 1978, with zero promotion, choreography and staging by the Shepherd's Bush Amateur Dramatic society and the artist will have to hitch-hike to Dusseldorf whilst Norton and the head of delegation get an executive jet there and back.
The BBC don't want to spend any money on the programme so I fully expect a barrel load of tom-tit.