I could not believe my eyes when I saw this obscenely fat inspector on the Mall recently. There are towns in Europe, let alone less affluent parts of the world, which could survive on what he must eat. When I saw him he rode up and down the Mall, probably because his gargantuan bulk would crush his legs if he walked. He'd probably roll away from a crash with all that blubber to protect him. I wouldn't be surprised if that medic was permanently stationed with him, to phone for a crane in the event of disaster.
This is EK 366, all the way from Camden, pictured in Parliament Square in June. Anyone who's passed through Kentish Town of an evening will know the cops favour the kebab shop by the Bull and Gate. And it certainly looks like this tubby plod likes a kebab or four! Doubtless he's pondering whether to have a couple of large doners later on, with extra lard.