In a day when school dinners were still lardy and the above celebrities (minus Jamie Cullum) still big, Jamie Oliver would have slid down to his bannister, thrown open the door to his chums and played a cheeky game of table football before serving up some pukka grub. Not now though; everyone's favourite Essex-boy held a more grown-up bash at his London restaurant last night.
Fellow-chefs Jimmy Doherty, James Martin, Rachel Allen, Gennaro Contaldo and Giorgio Locatelli turned up to ogle his empire and lend support to the Fifteen Foundation charity, while Jamie himself tucked his tongue to one side to say:
"I'm really proud. We've got a wonderful selection of some of the best chefs in the country here - it's nice to have a bit of back-up.
"We're all passionate about young people and ultimately the catering industry needs young people to come through to stay alive and to keep at the forefront of some of the best cooking in the world.
"What English chefs don't do enough is come together and act as one. I wish I'd had back-up like this when I did school dinners."
Ooh-er, sounds like a bit of a dig if you ask us...
Anyway, where was Brad Pitt? Jamie always gave the impression he was best friends with the actor...




COMMENTS (13)
Cullum, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. HA! Cunt.
Shame it wasn't the other Dexter that was there.
Pukka cuntta.
Take your healthy options and shove it up your mockney ass, cunt face. One lard pie with extra dripping for table five i say.
Nice to see Flemyng has bought his Mrs yet another bad boob job
Jamie Callum is turning into a Pug. ahh.
Fuck is that Dexter Fletcher? Shame! Did he glance at his portrait in the attic or something? Looking like that, you'd have to think twice before asking him to look after your children.
Now I'm not a violent man by any stretch of the imagination but if I seen him in a pub. I would offer him out. Yes, he irritates me that much.
I used to be a teaching assistant to kids with severe autism, and they had less ridiculius mannerisms, facial expressions, and accents than Jamie cunting Oliver.
Jamie fat gob Oliver, with his fucking dish-faced missus, who upon dropping a fucking sprog, decided it was incumbent upon herself to be proclaimed the authority on everything from family problems to recommending fucking disposable nappies.
As annoying as her gob-fucked husband but way too prissy to be considered a decent shag