Lady Bracknell is shocked to the core
They do, however, have two drawbacks.
Firstly, their dry air makes her ladyship's eczema sing.
Secondly, they greatly increase the incidence of the static electric shocks she has ever been prone to experiencing from contact with metal surfaces.
There is a local building which Lady Bracknell has cause to visit regularly. (The purpose of these visits are not in themselves germane to this blog.) Entry via the rear side of this building is effected through something called a "tubestile". Somewhat akin to a turnstile in purpose, this device consists of a metal framework within which there are four floor-to-ceiling glass-walled compartments radiating from a central pivot. Entry to one of these compartments is achieved by swiping a card briskly through a slot containing a sensor. One then pushes the glass pane in front of one's face until one is disgorged on the far side of the barrier. (This process is, if anything, even less entertaining than it sounds.)
Persons who are either slender or flexible can probably achieve this transfer without making bodily contact with any section of the metal framework. Lady Bracknell possesses neither of these admirable qualities, however, and has learned, from painful experience, that the portion of her anatomy which reaches the far side of the device first is the one which will receive an electric shock when the appropriate climatic conditions are in force. It would be indelicate of her ladyship to refer to the body part in question by name. Suffice it to say that she has developed a technique for entering the building with her arms crossed firmly over her capacious bosom.
Having successfully thus defended herself against the sharp bite of the tubestile on Friday morning, Lady Bracknell was considerably piqued when the generally benign button she presses to summon the lift sent a shock of considerable strength from her index finger to her elbow.
Upon her return to Bracknell Towers later that day, she prevailed upon the editor to research possible solutions to the problem by means of the computing device. It transpires that one may be able to earth one's finger in these situations by protecting the digit with a metal thimble.
Sound though this advice may be, until such time as the wearing of thimbles outside the confines of the sewing room is considered appropriate for ladies of good breeding, Lady Bracknell prefers to run the risk of further shocks. (Although she ought, perhaps, to make greater efforts to limit her expostulations when thus shocked to those of a refined and cultured nature.)