Jonathan Swift: "I believe no gentleman would repine to give ten shillings for the carcass of a good fat child, which, as I have said, will make four dishes of excellent nutritive meat, when he hath only some particular friend, or his own family to dine with him."

OA: "The Railways have an outlet serving everything… The most popular items on the railway menu however appear to be fresh…"

JS: "I rather recommend buying the children alive, and dressing them hot from the knife, as we do roasting pigs."

OA: "Finally to cater to the finely tuned taste buds of the Parliamentarians palate…"

OA: "All this at highly subsidised prices which means that we as Members of Parliament can come in the morning eat our way throughout the day and leave in the evening with out a significant dent in our wallets. I for one can not think of any other place in India where it is possible to eat so much for a tuppence."

JS: "Those who are more thrifty (as I must confess the times require) may flea the carcass; the skin of which, artificially dressed, will make admirable gloves for ladies, and summer boots for fine gentlemen."

OA: "In fact, if Winston Churchill had the opportunity to represent a constituency in India rather then in Britain I'm sure he would have looked at all the food on offer and said - Never before in the history of man kind has so much been on offer to so many for so few an amount."

JS: "A child will make two dishes at an entertainment for friends, and when the family dines alone, the fore or hind quarter will make a reasonable dish, and seasoned with a little pepper or salt, will be very good boiled on the fourth day, especially in winter."

OA: "Cheap food alone would not make Central Hall what it is today, for what is a politician without an audience. It would be of little significance to us politicians if we had nobody to impress with our views of any of the important topics coming up for discussion and so we create an audience."

OA: "And last but not the least, Central Hall is open to ex-MPs trying to re-live the good old days of when they with the rightful occupants of this glorious hall but now alas because of the vagaries of democracy have been cast aside."

JS: "…in his time, the body of a plump girl of fifteen, who was crucified for an attempt to poison the Emperor, was sold to his imperial majesty's prime minister of state, and other great mandarins of the court in joints from the gibbet, at four hundred crowns."

OA: "So we have the food, we have the company. Is it any wonder that Central Hall is such a popular venue to sit around and gossip…"