If you haven't fallen in love with Lisa Faulkner over the last few weeks you presumably have more interesting things to do with your life than watch Celebrity Masterchef. Then again, you find the time to waste on Facebook so we all know that can't be true.
The rest of us may well only have one more day to enjoy her charms, if her lemon meringue pie is anything to go by. I know I'm not alone in this, as all the usual internet forums I frequent looking for betting information have found time to praise her charms. Which makes a change from the afternoon rush to praise whatever short skirt Carole Vorderman's replacement is wearing on Countdown.
It's only a shame it's not a betting event, with a public vote. With the best chef (Neil Stukes) probably bottom of any public vote, and the worst chef at the top, we'd be in Darren Gough, Strictly Come Dancing, betting-heaven.
Of course, what's all the more extraordinary about Lisa's "journey" is that it's only a few years ago she had that horrific accident. That one where she lost her face in the deep-fat fryer. Must take real guts to make her comeback in a kitchen environment...
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About Me
- Gary
- In my twenties I was a failed poet. In my thirties I wrote a book on gambling which was very nearly published. In my forties I wrote a small book about moving from London to Shropshire, which remains unpublished. Into my fifties and the quest continues...
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