Sweeny Todd of Fleet Street
Hen and Chicken Court is a narrow, confined dead-end alleyway that leads off Fleet Street; one of several such passages and corridors that have grown up over the centuries around this area of London known for its printing and publishing industries.
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Now I'm no detective, but I am guessing that originally it was a place that sold.... poultry.
However it went on to become notorious as the premises of Sweeny Todd's barber shop.
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The story of Sweeny Todd was one of the most popular and enduring Victorian melodramas that has gone on to achieve the status of urban legend.
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The story goes that Sweeny Todd slit the throats of his clients as they relaxed in the barber chair, dropping their corpses through a hole in the floor and transporting them via a network of dingy, unlit and downright creepy tunnels to the nearby baker shop of his lover, Margery Lovett in Bell Yard.
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In true Bake Off style, Mrs Lovett used the remains along with a couple of egg yolks and a touch of salt to create some of the most delicious, highly regarded and much sought after pies.
Ketchup anyone?