Top four gone.

[Sir C]

Good.

We don't need the money and the CL is a waste of everyone's time until there are changes in the club, anyway.

More importantly, what did the wee chap at LRK serve you?

The bread. THE BREAD! Snails with the balrey miso. Asparagus with stuff. Something esle, can't remember. Then a prok chop. My word. A pork chop from a 18 month old beast, aged like beef, cooked over charcoal. Absolutely stunning. Some hazelnut nonsense for dessert. Couple of bottle of Gevrey-Chambertin, for which he raped me firmly in the bottom. (£120 a bottle! Thief.)

Anyway, it was a truly terrific meal and I thoroughly enjoyed speaking to chef/owner James as he presented each dish and explained the full family history of each item on the plate, the autistic wánker.

I made Lancashire hotpot the next day. It was much nicer.

[World's End Stella]

The bread. THE BREAD! Snails with the balrey miso. Asparagus with stuff. Something esle, can't remember. Then a prok chop. My word. A pork chop from a 18 month old beast, aged like beef, cooked over charcoal. Absolutely stunning. Some hazelnut nonsense for dessert. Couple of bottle of Gevrey-Chambertin, for which he raped me firmly in the bottom. (£120 a bottle! Thief.)

Anyway, it was a truly terrific meal and I thoroughly enjoyed speaking to chef/owner James as he presented each dish and explained the full family history of each item on the plate, the autistic wánker.

I made Lancashire hotpot the next day. It was much nicer.

Oh so your home made Lancashire hotpot was much nicer than my restaurant recommendation was it? Oh well that's just lovely that is. Good to see my recommendation was appreciated.

Bloody ingrate.

[Sir C]

Oh so your home made Lancashire hotpot was much nicer than my restaurant recommendation was it? Oh well that's just lovely that is. Good to see my recommendation was appreciated.

Bloody ingrate.

It was just a reiteration of the fact that, whilst fayne dayning is enjoyable from time to time, you can't beat good, honest, non-poncey grub.

[Tony C]

havent we already qualified for the Europa league with Chelsea in the CL.

[Luis Anaconda]

havent we already qualified for the Europa league with Chelsea in the CL.

Spot reverts to the league now - no more cup-runners up (think Hull were the last ). From uefa.com

• Performances in domestic leagues will be rewarded. If a national cup winner has booked a UEFA Champions League spot, the highest-ranked club in their domestic league not already qualified for the UEFA Europa League will qualify for the competition; national cup runners-up no longer qualify.

[SWv2]

Spot reverts to the league now - no more cup-runners up (think Hull were the last ). From uefa.com

• Performances in domestic leagues will be rewarded. If a national cup winner has booked a UEFA Champions League spot, the highest-ranked club in their domestic league not already qualified for the UEFA Europa League will qualify for the competition; national cup runners-up no longer qualify.

Effectively a top 6 trophy?

[Luis Anaconda]

Effectively a top 6 trophy?

Champions, Champions

[redgunamo]

Effectively a top 6 trophy?

Right. Best get used to it. As a man of God, I was sure you'd understand.

"Forgive us our fanny-dancing, as we forgive those that fanny-dance against us," as the man said

[redgunamo]

Spot reverts to the league now - no more cup-runners up (think Hull were the last ). From uefa.com

• Performances in domestic leagues will be rewarded. If a national cup winner has booked a UEFA Champions League spot, the highest-ranked club in their domestic league not already qualified for the UEFA Europa League will qualify for the competition; national cup runners-up no longer qualify.

That makes sense. After all, the whole point of the Premier League is that it pays so well.

[Burney]

The bread. THE BREAD! Snails with the balrey miso. Asparagus with stuff. Something esle, can't remember. Then a prok chop. My word. A pork chop from a 18 month old beast, aged like beef, cooked over charcoal. Absolutely stunning. Some hazelnut nonsense for dessert. Couple of bottle of Gevrey-Chambertin, for which he raped me firmly in the bottom. (£120 a bottle! Thief.)

Anyway, it was a truly terrific meal and I thoroughly enjoyed speaking to chef/owner James as he presented each dish and explained the full family history of each item on the plate, the autistic wánker.

I made Lancashire hotpot the next day. It was much nicer.

I made a cracking fish stew. Stock made from fish trimmings, white wine, tarragon and saffron. Jersey Royals boiled in the saffrony stock, big chunks of hake, prawns, mussels and topped with a bream fillet. All with lovely crusty French bread (well, Belgian, strictly speaking) and finished with a dash of cream.