Have you ever seen a white meringue,
With the sugar and the egg and the whole shebang?
Well I made a bunch with my dad one day
After watching Bake-Off in the month of May.
Amid Soho’s din,
A pot is gently bubbling.
Steam slowly rises.
*
A radio plays.
Mushrooms jostle in water.
Chefs waltz like clockwork.
In a deeply secret red-and-silver kitchen,
Somewhere in London or possibly in Hitchin
( – in spite of sweeping skyscraper shots,
I’m guessing it’s filmed somewhere in Herts.)
The contestants listen with a sense of forebode
To cheeky-chappy Gregg and his mate John Torode.
“It’s The Market Challenge!” they boldly disclose,
That’s a pimped-up version of (the Hitchin) Waitrose.
The clock starts ticking, contestants are aflutter.
It’s Supermarket Sweep with organically-made butter
That’s been churned from a cow, who’s been pampered to the hilt
With a daily massage on Egyptian-cotton quilt. View Post
