
Hey, you want chilli sauce?
My halls of residence in Bristol was above Diamond Kebab and there was this dome-headed geezer who ran it, he had scars and pretty much looked like a bad-ass (a friendly bad-ass) – the kind of guy who would stab you with a skewer if you were tryna steal chillis. I used to imagine that he had got these scars from fighting other Kebab men in turf wars.
This guy is inspired by the Diamond Kebab man, although I have given him hair and a slightly meaner face.
Oh, and the answer is always “Yes” – chilli sauce and mayo for me.











