Adam, quite right. Black Pudding is a clog-and-whippet land thing.
Legend has it some fighter mates were queuing for a 'full English' on some exercise. A Yank mate saw the black pudding on one of their plates as they stood in the queue and asked "What ever is that black thing on your plate?"
"That's my thumb" came the reply.....from a pilot of Jamaican descent!
Having had lunch at Fursti', I can't say that the bratties tasted anything out of the ordinary...
