Masterchef 2017 Part 4 no more flowers please

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May I offer the young son of the household my granny was in service in?

I give you

MASTER LEOFRIC!!!

(pronounced Leffric. Master Leffric)

Thank you Bore - your untimely and somewhat messy entry into the thread would be unforgivable had you not brought Young Master Leffric with you as a sacrifice The Great British Novel.

Your offering is graciously accepted. I really needed an 8-year old one-legged* chimney sweep with soulful eyes and a Look Of The Grave about him, but Master Leofric can be the Young Son of the Manor that Dorian Pygge,( and his rascally twin, who is going to cause him no end of shame, public humiliation and possibly a trip to the Fateful Shore in the hold of a hulk) lives in and ministers to.

SPOILER ALERT: Dorian, although a Man of the Cloth, is not totally innocent and does play an active and eager role in the Great Lobster Apocalypse of XXXXXXXXX Manor. There is butter involved. Much, much butter, And jus.

I will say no more.

*rickets are also acceptable

Another long time lurker who HAD to de-lurk to offer up 2 characters named after my late grandpa and uncle, respectively, Emmanuel Wolf Davis and Ezekiel Davis. They were both soft and kind hearted but am sure they wouldn’t have minded their names being used for evil overlord types or sadistic workhouse owners.

Completely off topic, I want Stephen to win.

I think the majority here are team Stephven. He is such a happy chappy. However for the first time ever i would be delighted if any of the 4 won.

Lurking over for now as I step out of hfs shadows to add Uriah Fawbert!! (My g.g granddad)

Oh and I would be happy with any of them winning now

Thank you Batty and Choccy

Your relatives are an asset to our novel.

Though these names are so exciting that Edmund Humphrey may need at least a partial name change - he is starting to feel embarrassed about how dull and uninspiring he is . . .

And If you will forgive me for hi-jackinh the novel thread

I like them all, but Stevphen and Louisa are my favourites, in that order.

I like them all but actually like Louisa least. They are all worthy winners though. Got a soft spot for the Mallen Streaked one.

Love the lovely ancestor names - Uriah Fawbert is particularly splendid.

My antecedents being mostly working-class Roman Catholic are all Patricks, Marys, Williams and Noras

My antecedents being mostly working-class Roman Catholic are all Patricks, Marys, Williams and Noras

You have no place on this thread Bore.

Get out and find a Zizzilah Zirimpah somewhere, and don't come back until you do!

I have a very bad need to go Le Manoir now.

Although... despite having unmemorable names, many of them were quite racketty - does that help?

I'm quite happy with whoever wins. They're all good in different ways.

Schaden I suspect Mr Duckmantaeu was a maker of jackets for ducks.

Racketty is VERY acceptable Bore.

You may return

I hope he was Grouchy - it did cross my mind that he may have made suitcases out of ducks, but yours sounds less brutal and lore hilarious, so we'll go with that,

Excellent! There was, for instance, Great Aunt Dolly. Only girl in a family of seven boys. Their father owned a pub. All the boys were apprenticed to various building trades.

G-A Dolly went on the stage. She and her dance partner/lover went to America and were mildly successful, billed as the world's only ski-dancers.

After some years, Dolly returned, sans lover. She took up residence in one of the upstairs in her father's pub, surrounded by stage memorabilia. After many years, she eventually managed to drink herself to death.

My granny had pictures of her - she was a very, very glamorous flapper wearing a very short fringed dress and lots of eye make up.

Semi-lurker reporting in - my contribution is a name from an obituary I saw a few years ago in my parents' local paper. Hamish MacSporran. You're welcome.

Re final - don't mind who wins. Standard has been very high this year.

Steven Lickley, sous chef for Vacherin London
Louisa Ellis, senior chef de partie, The Wilderness
Craig Johnston, sous chef, at Royal Oak Paley Street, Maidenhead
Jamie Park, head chef at The Frog E1 - he works for Adam who nearly won a few years back.

Jamison McSporran is good, very good. I’ve just remembered a long deceased really called Chananiah Michaelovich. May be useful if the novel needs a scene set in Russia?

The standard is very very high this year. Really would be happy for any of the finalists to nab the title. They all deserve it.

Jamison could be Hamish's brother, perhaps! Morose Scottish twins working as gardeners. I'm channelling my favourite P. G. Wodehouse quote here.

It is never difficult to distinguish between with a Scotsman with a grievance and a ray of sunshine.

As a Scot myself, never a truer word spoken!

Don't know where that random with came from in the middle there!

I’ve just remembered a long deceased really called Chananiah Michaelovich. May be useful if the novel needs a scene set in Russia?

Inspired thinking Batty

Perhaps some ancestors of Vlad and Vanka, and Vanka's arch-nemesis, Irina, may have a place in the tale.

Jamison could be Hamish's brother, perhaps! Morose Scottish twins working as gardeners. I'm channelling my favourite P. G. Wodehouse quote here

I like it Gaspode - though I'm not sure that a Scotsman named after an Irish Whiskey would have survived childhood.

It is never difficult to distinguish between with a Scotsman with a grievance and a ray of sunshine.

Putting this in my Book of Great Quotations.

Oooooh I didn’t know Craig worked at Parky’s place! They’ve a lovely mention of him getting to the finals on their website.

Gaspode, we are in your debt for the Wodehouse quote. Pray god it not be considered racist, and deleted.

Chananaiah sounds Jewish, Batty - this gives us the opportunity to ask the heir Rabbi to write the forward to our collective novel.

And since the Silent Scots are glumly performing topiary, dourly munching their "Dree-as-Dust Oatcakes" - (endorsed by the Presbyterian Church), and reminding anyone who smiles that "The Sabbath is nivver more than six days awa', ye Godless heathens", maybe Nicola Sturgeon would write a review?

*Chief Rabbi, not heir Rabbi

Not a relative but a retired member of a professional society... Everard Cock. There has to be a role for him somewhere, surely!

"The dashing and saturnine Lord Edmund leaped from his phaeton. Raising a Raven eyebrow, he glared disparagingly at the sight that met his steel grey eye. "Pon my soul Wallace, you jumped up little grocer, get that disgrace back in your coach and away from my club before I beat you both to a pulp. Damn you eyes."