Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, I can't tell you how this fell into my hands but I believe I have acquired the most desolate image of all time. And I love it!
There is so much to enjoy in the photo itself. The smokers gather around their sage leader (I have highlighted him for your enjoyment). I can almost hear his words.
"Yeh, guys, there was a time, a time when you could smoke in the office! At yer desk even. Before meddlin' bureaucracy took away our basic pleasures."
Raincoat woman: "So you mean you didn't get to tit around outside for five minutes every half an hour?"
"Nahhh. You'd just smoke at your desk. It made workin' fun. Now I hate every minute of my life. And I hate you guys."
Woman who hasn't bothered to get out of her pyjamas and dressing gown: "You don't hate us, Stan."
Stan: "Yeh, I do. I got tattoos to that effect on various parts of my body. One for each of you chumps"
Fleece-wearing milquetoast: (thinks) "Raincoat woman hasn't spoken to me since we slept together on that team-building weekend in Ormskirk. Does her husband know?"
I'll let you enjoy the treasure trove of other little delights on this page in your own time.