Halfway by way of the week’s tv we had an epiphany. It was the fourth episode of Celeb Finest House Cook dinner, a present during which ten celebrities compete to be one of the best — properly, what? What are they doing in an inexpensive bunker someplace close to Slough in entrance of Mary Berry, Claudia Winkleman and “prime chef” Angela Hartnett? Had been they making an attempt to point out off their cooking abilities? Or making an attempt to pocket the cash whereas being the least worst particular person on the present (unsuccessfully, usually)?
“What precisely”, mentioned my boyfriend slowly, as we watched some reality-show lifer, along with her full English of lip fillers and Botox, and a CBeebies presenter with no obvious cooking expertise, laying a single sheet of filo pastry over baked apples