I see Sir C is being pilloried from all directions for being a food snob. I think it

[Burney]

I had a try of someone else's. Rather good.

Their ribs were top notch; the rest simply passable.

One Tsing Tao and one glass of red wine.

May I ask what led you to dine in Orpington? Not your usual MO imo.

[Sir C]

May I ask what led you to dine in Orpington? Not your usual MO imo.

Merely a catch up with rtp.

He has an enlarged prostate and they're going to poke a camera up his winkie.

[Burney]

Merely a catch up with rtp.

He has an enlarged prostate and they're going to poke a camera up his winkie.

Oh, I say! That seems rather unsporting. Isn’t the bum the more usual route for these things?

[Sir C]

Oh, I say! That seems rather unsporting. Isn’t the bum the more usual route for these things?

There was some talk of the bladder, but by that time I'd mentally plugged my fingers into my ears.

[Burney]

There was some talk of the bladder, but by that time I'd mentally plugged my fingers into my ears.

Ewww. Poor chap. Is he still banned from driving by the forces of oppression?

Now, I have a choice in my local between the rather good steak and kidney pudding and the rather good sausages and mash. What say you?