Many countries around the world have naming restrictions and places like Portugal publish lists of approved names and will not register babies who have names outside of the list - https://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/Appendix:Portuguese_given_names Usually the restrictions are to prevent dappy parents calling their kids Spunkbubble Twinkletoes or Indifferent Kebab etc. Shame we don't have that here, the lisping twat Jamie Oliver might have to call his kids something a bit more mundane and less attention seeking than Daisy Boo, Poppy Honey, Petal Blossom Rainbow, Buddy Bear or River Rocket.
**** knows how be became a famous chef. ****s must enjoy their food liberally sprayed with semi-****** slevvers.
He worked in the kitchens at a posh restaurant and some BBC researcher got chatting to him and so began The Naked Chef. It was meant to be less pompous than the likes of Gary Rhodes and not as formulaic as Delia Smith. The opening credits with him sliding down the spiral staircase bannister and walking down the fruit and veg market in Portobello Road with is "Gor Blimey" mockney Cockney accent was meant to be something different. His failure to use exact measurements and instead instruct the viewer to "dollop a bit of this" or "sploth thome of this in the thauce" was meant to be endearing but probably ended up with half a gallon of olive oil and two pints of balsamic vinegar in the Bolognese. He then decided to wage a one-chef war against childhood obesity and became a royal pain in the ar*e lobbying the Government to ban turkey twizzlers and replace them with halloumi & falafel instead. Giving his offspring 'quirky' names just reinforces what an utter c.unt he is. Make that unbelievably rich c.unt. Fair play I suppose.
I think that's improbable, most woman aren't interested in having Gambol ****ing in their privet and gas breathing heavily down their phone line. Unlike you.
I'd gladly wear my foot down to a stump kicking him in the face then sit down while I wear the other foot down kicking him in the balls.
Unless you want your bait sitting on a plank of wood perched on top of two tins of tomatos i wouldnt bother going.
Fajitas are an absolute piece of piss, why would you need that fat tongued mong to show you how to cook them? I use Tefal frying pans and went to get myself a couple of new ones but practically every one had his name stamped on them and I refused to contribute to his already massive fortune by getting them. A pan with Jamie Oliver's signature on the handle doesn't fry an egg any better than one without. The only celebrity endorsed products I can see any point in buying would be the Pro Range Fleshlights (Stoya model). please log in to view this image please log in to view this image
