The Curious Incident of the Sausages in the Night Time.

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My timehop app has just reminded me that this time last year there were cooked sausages strewn inexplicably all over the West End. All day long I was kicking up greasy links like autumn leaves.

Explosion at a greasy spoon? Did someone ride through town on a white stallion, raining down sausages like confetti on the crowds below? Or was it an awful mishap at one of the brothels in Soho? 365 days later and I still haven’t got to the bottom of it.

If you have information that could shed any light on this incident, please don’t hesitate to get in touch.

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