GRUB'S UP

11 March 2007

Sunday wouldn't be Sunday without a delicious roast would it? And the celebrity students were over the moon to be carved up a tasty beef delight by top chef John Torode.

As the students gathered in the dining room, their excitement built: "Ohh look! We've got placemats!" Mel yelped.

"This is wicked innit?" Shaun grinned, taking his place at the table.

"Who do we think it is?" Fred asked. A few names flew around, including the Pope, Little Jimmy Osmond and Madonna, but finally the speculation ended when in strolled John Torode bearing a feast.

After receiving cheers and whoops from the students, John smiled: "I thought that as you guys were doing such a good job and were raising so much for Comic Relief, I would cook you a Sunday lunch."

"Wow! Look at that!" Tara gasped, as John whipped away the lid to reveal a big joint of beef. "It's so great that you did that!"

The students groaned with pleasure as they got stuck in to the beef and trimmings but while her fellow students were keen to take up John on his offer of seconds, Mel was a bit reluctant.

"I better not," she sighed. "I love beef John but it makes me guff like an old trooper!"

"You guff like a trooper and we haven't had beef yet!" Colin was happy to tell her. "Last night you were horrendous when you passed wind."

"I love the fact that you've all got to know each other so well that you now talk about guffs," John laughed.

Ah, what a wonderful conversation for the dinner table!