Christmas is that time of year when dreams
can come true, apparently. So I thought
I’d write down my Dream Christmas Dinner Party Guest List, in case Santa is taking
note. I know I haven’t behaved perfectly
this year, but perhaps not as imperfectly as some (Tesco finance department,
anyone?)
I only have seven chairs in my flat, two of
which are wont to break if someone heavy sits on them – so I can’t invite my
family (not because they’re too heavy but because there aren’t enough chairs –
and besides, the Newmans have spent many a Christmas together.)
Instead, here’s my list of guests for the
perfect Christmas celebration:
1.
My friend, masterchef
Marianne Lumb, who could cook for us. She now runs her own restaurant in West
London, but even cheese on toast made by Marianne tastes better than a lot of
things I’ve eaten in restaurants this year.
2.
Jamie Dornan, for obvious
reasons – as long as he promises to leave his balaclava at home.
3.
Michael Fassbender – Eye Candy
part II. Well it’s my dream Christmas so
I’m allowed more than one piece of Eye Candy, as well as real candy.
4.
Tina Fey – who manages to do
funny and feminist better than anyone.
5.
George R R Martin – I would get
him drunk on my friend Anna Potts’s homemade Sloe Gin - and force him
to tell me the secrets of what’s in store for all my favourite Game of Thrones characters.
6.
Justin Gellatly of Bread Ahead
– creator of the most extraordinary doughnuts in the world – and author of my
favourite cookbook, and favourite titled book of 2014 – Bread, Cake, Doughnut, Pudding.
7.
Gillian Anderson – my ex adores
her and I used to get a bit jealous about that. But then I saw her in Streetcar earlier this year and now I bang on about how amazing and talented and luminously beautiful she is far more than he ever did.
