Amusing news hot in today from the smoking room:
Chris and I are involved in a tangled love affair.
Rumour has it that we are conducting steamy romance because we skulk off together at lunchtimes and no one knows where to. (um, yeah, pool to get away from this place!)
Also, it seems people have noticed we have a (coincidental) habit of turning up at work together in the mornings “looking slightly dishevelled, guilty and slinking to our seats!”
Blimey! Why am I always the last to know?