Oh dear. So much self-apology on this thread. When I advertised a room, Davida turned up. Transexual. I said "what do you think?". This new person in my life said "I suppose your place is just about acceptable with a heavy cleaning but I am not sure about you - you look like you are in sort of a man's body". And I said "oh shut your moosh, you daft sod, it will only cost you five quid a year, now come and have tea and crumpets". Well that was bleeding 1973 and I've been stuck with the situation ever since but in all honesty I wouldn't have wanted it, nor would my house share friend, any other way. Still separate rooms of course.
