If you could travel back in history for just one evening, and choose your dinner companion, where would you go and who would be your choice to converse with over your cheese and biscuits?

Some of the ladies may dreamily wish themselves back in the golden age of Hollywood, maybe chatting with Humphrey Bogart, Clark Gable or James Stewart.

Possibly you fancy something a little more historical, an evening listening to the tales of Lord Nelson, his arch-enemy Napoleon, or John F Kennedy, David Lloyd George...your choice is endless.

I could be quite content gnawing away at my after-dinner mints while holding eye-contact with the great Cleopatra, losing myself in her dark, mysterious eyes or simply burblng a lot of old nonsense with nervousness, inspired by the presence of such astounding beauty and captivating charm.

In my travels, i shall have engagements with Aleksandra, the Russian Tsarina, who will hopefully reveal some of her secrets to me as we discuss the merits of the trifle; i also have appointments with Anne Boleyn, Greta Garbo, Marie Antoinette and Queen Elizabeth I.

Should any of these gracious and deeply fascinating ladies succumb to my charms, which is not likely but we all must live in hope, i will be too much of a gentleman to write about my exploits in great detail...my secretive grin will suffice, telling you all you need to know.