Diary regulars will remember that a while ago this mighty organ published photographs of those cheeky scamps at Hammond Suddards Edge celebrating the completion of a deal for an underwear manufacturer.

Hammonds’ PR machine was at the time reluctant to give your scribe the pic, but somehow The Diary managed to cadge a copy for his private collection.
Yet intelligence reaches The Diary’s Charterhouse Street command bunker that this already saucy episode may not be the full story.