The husband’s name is Ian, a British name.
When I saw Kensington, I thought, “This can’t be the Kensington area of London!”
Why?
Haven’t you heard of the Werewolves of London?
Warren Zevon wrote a song about them:
Werewolves Of London
Warren Zevon
I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand
Walking through the streets of SoHo in the rain
He was looking for a place called Lee Ho Fook’s
Gonna get a big dish of beef chow mein
Aaoooooo
Werewolves of London
Aaoooooo
Aaoooooo
Werewolves of London
Aaoooooo
You hear him howling around your kitchen door
You better not let him in
Little old lady got mutilated late last night
Werewolves of London again
Aaoooooo
Werewolves of London
Aaoooooo
Aaoooooo
Werewolves of London
Aaoooooo
He’s the hairy-handed gent who ran amuck in Kent
Lately he’s been overheard in Mayfair
You better stay away from him
He’ll rip your lungs out, Jim
I’d like to meet his tailor
Aaoooooo
Werewolves of London
Aaoooooo