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The Sniffer She sits beside you at the bus stop. *sniff* *sniff sniff* *sniff* Five minutes of continuous sniffing. If I'd had one to offer I would have asked if she wanted a tissue with which to blow her nose. It is a sign that I am truly irked if I am prepared to speak to a stranger about their snuffling habits. *sniff* The Cougher He is on the bus, somewhere towards the middle. *cough* *cough cough* *cough* Five minutes of continuous coughing. If I'd had one to offer I wouldn't have offered him a cough sweet; I don't 'do' strange folk who aren't sitting near me on the bus. *cough* The Nose-Picker She sits next to me on the settee watching Peppa Pig go to the Dentist. Her finger creeps into her nose, rummages around for a bit and then exits her nose. *pickety-pick* *pick pick* *pickety-pick* I do not look at the finger and just hope the gooey prize isn't eaten, or subconsciously wiped on my clothes. *eugh*