Masterchef 2016 Tropaeolums and a Trollope smearing cherries

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Here we are. A lovely fresh thread.

Oh Noo
We still love you
Please don't feel too blue
Or indulge in too much boo hoo

Yeah why didn't Gregg get the splatty one? Pft.

Sublime poetry there squoosh

Very, very sad.

I will have to console him in the only way a woman knows how.

He was so brave and courteous. He must feel sick with disappointment.

I'm pretty deep four

Aww I want to give Our Noo a little cuddle.

Slaughter you cheer him up with bosomy cuddles and some pommes frites.

That is the most touching verse I have ever read, squoosh

Marcus in casual wear!!!

Phwoar.

Need some bosomy for bosomy cuddles, unfortunately. I am sadly lacking in the boobage department, but although I am small, I am perfectly formed . . .

Tomorrow mon brave!

Even better, French men prefer their women folk all delicate and small boned. My peasant boobs would just elicit a disapproving tut.

Have turned over onto The Suspicions of Mr WHicher. Nearly broke my thumb on the remote, so eager was I to avoid He Whose Name Shall Not Be Spoken.

Au revoir, mes amis. A bientôt.

do it!

'Britain's adored greengrocer dead in pudding shovelling pelican bib tragedy'..............much mourned by his 12 ex wives.

squoosh

I was here in spirit! I was undertaking the annual swearing at sellotape and wrapping paper event, so was watching on I pad. Poor our noo. I am generous of bazoom, I will volunteer for the consoling detail. Yw. Gary better up his game too!

I wasn't on the thread because I can't multitask that much - grappling with Kitchener stitch on the toe of a Christmas sock.
But shared the grief of Our gallant Noo as he watched the wreck of the brûlées.
And retched slightly over the pubic beard.

One of the Chefs really put Greg in his place at the dinner.

I think it was Sat Bains, Peely. I like him so he probably uses slave labour in his restaurants or something.

Just caught up with this thread and better still have remembered my password so can join in!

Definitely found my tribe!

Rooting for the gorgeous gallant Gallic Our Noo and Wee Gary.

Bearded Wonder (there's always one on M chef) I don't like, so he's bound to win, and should support the Only Woman , but I just can't.

Glad irritating Aussie has gone as well as ever so umble chap.

What happened to that young woman who made the lovely crumble and whose parents were farmers? I liked her and must have missed the ep when she left.

May I offer the following fine little gem ? ( literary, not braised)

Am joining the queue
For the Gallic Our Noo

But my huge peasant Norks
Would
Put him right Orff

So
boo bloody hoo-
It's over to you!

Welcome, welcome, welcome old (squoosh) and new! I am surrounded by poets and wordsmiths!

I have eaten the Christmas nuts (again) and I am a wee bit tipsy as I have started on the sherry

"Ere we go, 'ere we go, 'eerie go!

Oh bollocks old fuck face is back again

Will Gary fry a Mars Bar, do you think?

Lovely poem words.

Evening all. Forgot about this last night and was sewing anyway so wouldn't have been able to chat with everyone.

Hope Matt goes but suspect it will be Arnaud.