A road near me has at least three houses where people appear to lock themselves in the front porch to smoke. The door to the house is shut behind them, but so is the porch door. Even when the weather is positively balmy they stand there looking like they are in the Mr and Mrs soundproof booth as it slowly fills up with smoke. One bloke even has a little stool he sits on in there.
It completely mystifies me. All these houses have back gardens, as far as I can work out, yet these people stand in full view of the road in their dressing gowns, smoking furiously in their self imposed little cell and probably stinking out their downstairs hallway.
What possible explanation can there be? What odd stuff do you see on your way to and from work?