So after apparently being the waitress at a gorgeous fantasy dinner of Dave’s, slaving away with dear Rob, I have now been tagged to hold my own "ideal attended" dinner at the top of the most exclusive restaurant in London, 360ft up.
I am able to invite 10 people. I’ve assumed all have to be alive and relatively well in health. My guest list consists of at least one obvious choice of each gender – I have always been desperate just to say hello & shake his hand, and I truly respect her. There are also people whose views I would love to hear come from their own mouths, because I think others who try to explain them lose in "translation" & perspectives their passion and logic. It doesn't mean I agree with them though - necessarily. There are some people to shake things up & keep it relatively light and musical, while still being intelligent & respected. There are at least two top philanthropists, mainly cause hey, when I’ve got a cause to punt, I need funding! And because I have always wondered how close to their causes they truly are. Plus they are kinda cute.
You can work out for yourself who’s who.
Osama Bin Laden
Lebo Mashile – South African Poet (not to mistaken for the late great Lebo M)
Colonel Muammar Gaddafi
With this, I am required to have some staff, who are tagged in being chosen and so must create their own ideal table of 10 & tag further bloggers…
Waitress: Jam (it would just be easier to have her there than have to relay it all in emails 2 days later or late night sms's!)
Waiter: Revolving Credit (He’ll help keep the convo light, especially when Bin Laden & the Colonel jointly dive across the table at old Salman, dessert forks raised.)