tube tales...#1

Sitting on tube today next to elegantly dressed lady in her late twenties/early thirties - leopard print fur coat, long expensively-hennaed hair accompanied by incongruously cheap pink fur ear-muffs - I guessed Russian for nationality...  She had no trace of a cold, and yet she breathed with conspicious volume as though she were on some kind of ventilator... 

This lasted the whole journey (she got off the stop before I did), and it was only when I was walking to work that I realised what the noise reminded me of...

Who'd have thunk...?  I just took the tube with Darth Vader's daughter...

Weird...