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I’ve never really been interested in answering that question – who would your guests be at an ideal dinner party? Perhaps it’s because I’m a terrible cook and I loathe being the hostess. Imagine Woody Allen complaining about my chicken; or [[:category:J K Rowling|JK Rowling]] turning her nose up at the red wine; or Barack Obama asking if there’s anything other than Sainsbury’s chocolate cheesecake for dessert. The very thought brings me out in a cold sweat – enough to make contemplating the answer an unpleasant experience. But perhaps it’s more than that. Perhaps my disinterest in the question stems from the fact that celebrity guests could only ever be a disappointment. So glossy and glamorous on their sky-high pedestals, we expect their presence at the dinner table to be equally airbrushed. We expect their banter to be as sharp as an Aaron Sorkin script. The reality would be somewhat different.