Is it worse than not wearing a mask? Yeah, not even covering your nose when you decide.

There's something more annoying than someone who doesn't wear a mask when he's wearing a mask; there's someone who puts on the mask not entirely, leaving his nose uncovered. As for viral spread, such a thing makes all the work of putting on the mask meaningless, and if you've got the opportunity to wear a mask, why wouldn't you put it right?

But my feelings go even deeper than that: I find the appearance of a nose outside the mask something disgusting. The nose fear is called “rhinophobia”; maybe I do. On a medical site, I've seen that the nose is described as a “three-aligned production in the center of my face”. This led me to a little retreat, even though the word “projection” is very pale. I'd call it protuberance. And who likes protuberance?

Mrs. Fairs may be to blame for such feelings. She was my music teacher at school. He once told a story about a pianist at a concert that had been born blind but that his eyesight had miraculously returned. She confessed that the only thing - the only picture - that this musician could not reconcile after his eyesight was people's nose. This has been on my mind for 40 years.

It's not like I notice or hate people's nose in normal circumstances. A toast of mine has a very big nose and I love it. I think that, usually, the nose melts in the face; the single nose looks bad. It drives protuberance to the center, where it should never be. It's all wrong.

Adrian Chiles is a columnist of The Guardian. /Periscope