... men on the Tube. On lines without seat dividers, they always spread their legs like some kind of swollen-balled terrier. And they seem incapable of working out that it's selfish to take two arm-rests, as you are likely to leave the person next to you with none.
... uppity continuity announcers. Time was when they just droned out the name of the next programme, and perhaps even the one after that if they were particularly enthused. Now they all seem compelled to pass chatty comment on anything that takes their fancy. Although kudos to BBC Three's announcer, who clearly lost his composure after an episode of Trauma Uncut featuring a grisly flesh-eating bug. After several seconds of tortured silence, he finally blurted out, "Oh, that was nasty.."