Before deciding which Indian restaurant to go to the other day I looked up the reviews on the internet. What I found exciting about the first place on the list was the number of people who said the food was amazing and the service awesome. Based on these reports I persuaded my wife to come along for the experience, but all we got for our money was a curry served by a chap who may, or may not, have come from the sub-continent. Don’t get me wrong, the food was excellent and the service fast and sure. Maybe I’ve had a more exciting life than your average poppadom because, for the food to “amaze” me I’d expect a man in a turban to pop his head out of the Vindaloo bowl. And “awesome” service? Well, I’d settle for the grub floating out of the kitchen on a magic carpet – even if it was all done by mirrors... Derren Brown!