Yes, I managed to get into the televised round of MasterChef - one of three people representing South-West England and Wales. Jayne has only herself to blame - she sent away for the application form and said that I should have a go. That was a couple of years ago when I first tried out for the BBC amateur cooking competition.
After my first try, when I got into the non-televised round, I was determined to have another go this year. When the application form arrived I duly answered the many questions, said why I was wonderful and constructed my menu:
The Saturday night before the party we had a few people to stay and I was able to practice my menu one last time before the Monday cook-off. And it all went very well…
…until Sunday morning when I awoke feeling very unwell. It must have been a virus going around that knocked me out - it had nothing at all to do with the couple of drinks I had the night before - honest Guv. Our friends were brilliant and did a sterling job getting all the food, decorations and games ready for the party. Monday came around all too quickly and I headed off to Taunton still felling a bit jaded. Apart from arriving half an hour late, due to the scenic route I took, it all went off fairly well. A week later we had the phone call again this time saying that I got through to the televised round.
And now it is mad flat panic trying to put together 3 three course menus with complete recipes, instructions and timings by the end of May. The BBC are coming on the 5th June to film a short piece on my life and loves, and my first televised heat of the competition is on the 16th July. The final is on the 28th July - if I happen to get that far and then we will all need a well earned holiday! Up until then it will be practice, practice, practice and more smoked venison.
So, please, wish Jayne luck - she will need it!
Lloyd Burgess
Nightingale House