I don’t know, she needs some money for her family; she has two children and no job. Is selling tissues on a train the answer to her prayers? Should we weep into them for sympathy? I like the idea of items to buy being placed on an empty seat next to me (though I’m always nervous to even touch them in case I get shafted with a £10 bill), but I rarely need tissues (I’m a hankerchief kind of guy). I’d like some more variety, though. Coffee, doughnut, chocolate, a magazine or book, an umbrella, socks or a new jacket perhaps?