Celeb Masterchef

[Davros]

Starts tomorrow. Can't wait

I've always wanted to be a gifted musician

Once again, will they fail to grasp the all-important slab principle of puddings?

I have literally no musical talent. In fact, I am a void that sucks musical talent from people nearby and destroys it utterly.

There are two principles for puddings: can be produced as a slab and the recipe is super forgiving.

You could be used as a stealth weapon, Calam. Imagine the effect you could have had at Glastonbury

Does the 'slab principle' of puddings require graphs and equations from Calam?

I have no musical talent either. My mum took my violin off me and my recorder suspiciously disappeared too. Parents cried when I sung a solo in a school play and not in a good way.

They seem to know what they are doing, hope it lasts

beanandspud I was always told to just mouth the words at the back of the choir, I was upgraded to the triangle once but I dropped the thing you whack it with and that was the end of my musical career

I fear any recipe would have to be more than forgiving if it were relying on graphs and equations from me.

A musical festival involving me would go... Calamitously wrong!

Evening.
I'm not feeling it tonight.
Watching the sausage making made me feel a bit bleugh. Which was ironic as I was cooking sausages for tomorrow's picnic lunch at school. for dh to make big fuck off sandwiches when he comes in

Evening ohwhat.

Think I'm letting it go. It's just not working for me.

Ellenora! My (frankly evil) primary five teacher pulled me and 4 of the boys out of our class, called us 'droners' and told us that we were to mime rather than sing at all times. Because primary school carol concerts are so melodic and a few slightly crapper singers than the rest (or just kids with slightly lower voices, which I think was the problem) were going to destroy it.

Charley and chef, understand the slab principle ok.
Meringues? They would be already made as they take ages.

Calam, I sense deep trauma here

Evening Ohwhat.

He's going to over whip that cream.

I have never sung in public since!

Hang on, those meringues are done! That was glossed over pretty suspiciously!

Well spotted halsall. They were indeed shop bought.

She was a bitch Calam, I will hunt her down and kill her for you

Chef is very involved. Biggins (auto corrected from biggies) mushroom monstrosity sounds pokey. Pukey-ffs.

Sorry, did I miss them saying that? Or are they just pretending?

I'd imagine she's long dead. She was positively ancient even back then. Unless she's immortal... She could have been some sort of demon, I guess.

Good news is that the students will have nice, low expectations of canteen food.

S'what I said.