Master chef the Professionals. Marcus, come and criticise our suveè.

[Fuckerysmuckeryboilsnspornery]

A week to go till we can snuggle down under a warm blanquette of jus.
What will this season fig and samphire be?

When did 'crush' replace 'mulch'?

Ready for plates of bloody meat. Yay Katherine!

When crumbs became a deconstructed crust sqoosh

I don't find you particularly pleasing Gregg, ya big idiot.

That's more than a little rare.

'crumbs' is such a cute word. 'deconstructed crust' reminds me of a healing scab.

Yay Katherine.

Nice little burn from Jonathan re Gregg.

Faggots never sound like something I want to eat.

Raw bloody lamb AGAIN
They are all terrified of the grill

Worzel Gummidge's son's narration is so very serious.

The grey aubergine purée looks horrible. Loving potato balls. That's what you should serve kids.

Yum. Raw lamb fat.

Raw lamb fat. Boaky boak.

Someone's already helpfully chewed Aaron's dinner

"Rubbish" oh dear

That last dish looked vile. Bye bye Aaron.

Hey. Don't start on Sean.

Bye Aaron

Obviously those carrots aren't heritage.
Oh my, rubbish.

Humble apols. Roast lamb and aubergine sludge deserves nothing less than his sombre tones!

Fearghal Sharkey's back on the bus

I'm with Fence, Sean's voice is like honey (lightly warmed and dribbled over....)
Bye Aaron.

Hello can I gatecrash to ask what accent Marcus has? Can't quite place it!

Have had to eat a walnut whip

Posh Lancashire I think. I'll ask him in the morning.

He's originally from somewhere on merseyside I think.

OfWhatFuckery, if i' twere me, he would be incapable of speech or walking.

Just sayin'

Farewell Marcus my possibly psychotic love.