Heartland

Alexander the Great
Queen Elizabeth I
Isaac Newton
Germaine Greer

(I've changed my mind about 50 times here... I was going to go with Jesus too, but I've tried to be a bit original.)

cooking at home is a chore !!!
AND there is no one to clean up afterwards..
AND I use far to many pots and pans..
AND there is not enough room..
bugger it, I'll eat out

yeah, but your from Glasgow



Andrew Eldritch
Chris Cathalist
Ben christo
a bloke from a record company.


surprised it hasn't been done yet

sam1 wrote:cooking at home is a chore !!!
AND there is no one to clean up afterwards..
AND I use far to many pots and pans..
AND there is not enough room..
bugger it, I'll eat out

How about a takeaway with paper plates and plastic forks?

Quiff Boy
markfiend
Hom_Corleone
Petseri
Chairman Bux

you're only allowed 4 people...

hmm...okay... *since you're butting into my fantasy*

Chairman Bux is the butler.

Quiff Boy wrote:you're only allowed 4 people...

There's an argument that Chairman Bux and Kwiffboi are one and the same...

I'm honoured Debs. Really I am.
Can we have Thai?

I've been for a meal with Mark, so that's half of your fantasy.

Hom_Corleone wrote:I'm honoured Debs. Really I am.
Can we have Thai?

I've been for a meal with Mark, so that's half of your fantasy.

aww bless! it's your thread seriously so you can even sit next to me.

Thai? sounds delicious. would love to see what one would eat as the saying goes "you are what you eat".

half of reality is i've cooked a meal for Mark!

EvilBastard wrote:

Quiff Boy wrote:you're only allowed 4 people...

There's an argument that Chairman Bux and Kwiffboi are one and the same...

yeah, i've heard that before

he's my evil twin. i keep him locked in the cellar, only to be let out when there's a full moon. i worry that one of these days he won't come back, though

now that's just evil!! shame on you boss. that's your name replaced with your twin brother.

at least one last meal is the least we can do.

let him leave the theraphy crap!

MadameButterfly wrote:

Hom_Corleone wrote:I'm honoured Debs. Really I am.
Can we have Thai?

I've been for a meal with Mark, so that's half of your fantasy.

aww bless! it's your thread seriously so you can even sit next to me.

Thai? sounds delicious. would love to see what one would eat as the saying goes "you are what you eat".

half of reality is i've cooked a meal for Mark!

I'd go for king prawn Satay. With fragrant rice. Drool.

Hom_Corleone wrote:

MadameButterfly wrote:

Hom_Corleone wrote:I'm honoured Debs. Really I am.
Can we have Thai?

I've been for a meal with Mark, so that's half of your fantasy.

aww bless! it's your thread seriously so you can even sit next to me.

Thai? sounds delicious. would love to see what one would eat as the saying goes "you are what you eat".

half of reality is i've cooked a meal for Mark!

I'd go for king prawn Satay. With fragrant rice. Drool.

Yummy! Anything spicey and hot including king prawn.

Okay which country are we planning on? Or just in that one of fantasy land? Although ...

Hmmmm...Thailand?

Stephen Fry
Eddie Izzard
David Niven (can dead people come?)
(if so) Carravaggio

(if not) Billy Connelly
Mrs Quiff OOOOps, just re-read rules 'No friends'

They all make me laugh.

I need some time for the 4th. After re-reading I can have Carravaggio and Mr Niven, so I'm sorted - stuff Billy

No Andrew Eldritch on anyone's dinner invitation list so far?

Sita wrote:No Andrew Eldritch on anyone's dinner invitation list so far?

I did consider him or Chris. But this is fantasy.

Can I have a girls night the following evening?

Cate Blanchett
Mama Cass
Kim Deal
Caroline Aherne

Sita wrote:No Andrew Eldritch on anyone's dinner invitation list so far?

1. He clearly doesn't eat
2. The chain-smoking might offend some people
3. He might insist on vetting the guest list
4. You'd have to make sure that your other guests were all shorter than him (so, Prince, Napoleon, and Tom Cruise) or cut 4" off the other dining chairs
5. He might insist on bringing a date, and apart from throwing your table arrangements completely off kilter, the date might be Fat Pat and your fridge-freezer just isn't that big
6. The sunglasses-indoors thing is fine for professional poker players but it's going to cause problems with a candlelit table

Apart from anything else, would you be comfortable standing in the front row, your ears bleeding from the bass, your lungs on fire from dry ice, knowing that he:
A. brought a bottle of Blue Nun as a gift
B. lets his cuffs dangle in the gravy
C. slurps his soup
D. leaves the seat up and doesn't flush
E. eats his spaghetti with a knife and fork

and that the deep tenor voice that propels Lucretia into the very depths of your DNA is actually a very chirpy cockney-sparra' in real life.

I'm not saying that any of this is true, or would happen, but would you take the risk?

Yeah, I think I might redirect my invite to Chris - I reckon he'd be the first to get blotto and crack out the Twister.

To help you in your decision making process

And for the weirdos among you, I'm fairly sure that's Burley Park, so get your camping equipment and binoculars ready!

Maisey wrote:To help you in your decision making process

And for the weirdos among you, I'm fairly sure that's Burley Park, so get your camping equipment and binoculars ready!

2 minutes in - can't believe no-one cracked the "many hands make light work" gag!!

er...hold on a cotton-picking minute - 's got a mate with a fully-functioning studio, condenser mic, mixing desk, and he still says that he can't put out anything new? WTF?!

Lol, EvilBastard!
Probably, but the question wasn't who would you want to marry, but who would you want to invite for dinner, wasn't it?

Sita wrote: Lol, EvilBastard!
Probably, but the question wasn't who would you want to marry, but who would you want to invite for dinner, wasn't it?

Why would you invite someone to dinner that you would not invite to share less intimate aspects of your existence with (and eating with someone is arguably a good deal more intimate than anything else - we tend to be far more open with our emotions around good food and wine then we do at other times)? I don't know that I would want to sit down to dinner with someone that I could not imagine spending considerable time with.

Then again, this could explain why most nights I sit alone with a Pot Noodle in front of re-runs of The Fall & Rise of Reginald Perrin on a black & white portable, quaffing Morisson's wine-lake rosé by the guttering light of a solitary birthday candle wedged into a pile of fag-ends in the tin tray from a take-away chicken-and-mushroom pie, but you should feel free to draw your own conclusions.