A beach somewhere on the south coast.
As part of a family picnic on a beach, Alexander was awaiting his fate as part of a ploughman's lunch. But, by a strange twist of fate, he remained uneaten due to the fact that Grandad dropped him in the sand! Plucked up by a passing seagull whose palate he didn't suit, Alexander was then dropped into the sea only to be washed up along the shore.
It was here that luck struck once again as one of our undercover agents, although taking a well-earned holiday, knew that a period of annual leave was not justification for leaving an onion to an unknown or even gruesome fate.
Alexander was duly rescued but wanted to remain in the sunshine and where he found the sea air invigorating. He now works just the Summer months hiring out deckchairs and windbreaks somewhere on the south coast!