Yesterday morning, while holding a meeting in the light and airy atrium of my client's office, I glanced towards the floor, and spotted a small bulldog clip in my trouser turn-up.
Yesterday evening, while changing into warm clothes in preparation for a trip to Anfield to watch Liverpool's valiant but goal-less draw with Real Betis, I found a large bulldog clip attached to my trainers.
On arriving home this evening, I discovered a small bulldog clip attached to the draw-string of my coat.
Have I woken up in some enigmatic, Twin Peaks-style, drama, or is there a prankster at large?