Seems like the Poisoned Dwarf was doing his naughties in London's Shepherd Market. An area I knew well, as I worked around the corner on Piccadilly for a couple of years. I hasten to add, I didn't patronize the better class of hookers that had "offices" there. But I did hammer the pubs, restaurants and bookies. Seems like a couple of WPP employees blew the whistle on him when he was seen visiting one of the "offices" there. I'm also looking forward to the tell all book from the ex-chauffer that he fired.
Boy, he certainly takes his time.