Masterchef 2016 Tropaeolums and a Trollope smearing cherries

[fourquenelles]

Here we are. A lovely fresh thread.

Matt's my least favourite of the four. I'd worry about rogue beard hairs.

They need me in that kitchen turning out 30 Findus crispy pancakes with potato dinosaurs and baked beans.

Now THAT is a meal.

So do I squoosh. I can't believe that there hasn't been a stray hair in one of his dishes. He needs a beard net. I've said it once, I'll say it again.

Sounds like a post modern feast Slaughter.

I love the way they are all mucking in.

But I would worry about beard hairs, too

He so needs a beard net. Those beard hairs do far too good an impersonation of pubes.

Matt looks like the adrenaline is whooshing round his capillaries.

Findus crispy pancakes

You read my mind Squoosh. I was too frightened of a=offending anyone to say the "p" word, but that is what I thought.

I'm surprised Gregg doesn't wear one of those plastic pelican bibs.

Oh Lord - did they have to focus on that Tosser?

(Still, many a true word spoken in jest . . . )

pubes pubes pubes pubes pubes pubes

You are a true lady Slaughter

Those bibs are apparently illegal now in case of strangulation. They used to keep my kids occupied all day, picking delicacies out of the trough.

All the more reason to source one for our gormless greengrocer in that case!

I wonder if there'll be a big rush on ox cheek at Waitrose now?

Oh no please don't let Arnaud mess up!

I'll check the loft, Squoosh

At the moment I'm worried about Our Noo.

Why oh why did you not makes spares Our Noo?

Come on Our noo! You can do it.

I like those plates

Melting,it's all melting

That splodgey one should have been Greg(g)'s (with a garnish of warfarin and some deadly nightshade berries for colour)

Tw@t!

I am calling Matt as winner here.

Shut the fuck up fuck face.