In the dead of night, under the solemn gaze of Sir Dude’s statue, Fatman wrestles with life’s greatest mystery: Love—or something like it.

Armed with a family pack of cocktail sausages, Fatman dives into a time-honoured ritual of “She loves me, she loves me not…” But as the sausages vanish, so do his chances of clarity. Is Love in the air? Or just the lingering scent of processed meat?

Today’s takeaway: When it comes to Love, Fatman teaches us that sometimes, all you need is a little faith, a park bench, and an unreasonable amount of sausages.

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