Well, that ruling from the UK Supreme Court was a real kick in the balls for all those shemales, who today felt the schlong arm of the law.

The judges stepped it up a gear, and that was the end of the trans mission.

For those discerning folk quite content to respect the decision of hairy-arsed geezers to interact socially as women as part of the transgender agenda, there must be a hefty slice of relief that good citizens will not be forced by law to deny science and facts.

I can see the logic of a court issuing rulings that everyone has to act in a certain way – even if the judgment doesn’t adhere to my particular bent. And that is why I never had a massive problem with gender recognition certificates (GRCs).

In a similar vein, the law of the land allows chugging, so I just ignore them. The same goes for our dick-tucking muckers. Even the ones with children are trans-parent to me.

No court in the land can trump science, though – if they could – terminally ill patients could bypass hospital and just get a court to issue a certificate of cure.

You can understand the hitherto chilling implications for Joe Public, up before the beak on a hate rap for refusing to acknowledge that a bearded beast with a big ole cock was a real woman.

The craziest part about this is that it needed a 15-year polarising debate and a ruling from the highest court in the land to clarify what any 5-year old could have told you.

That’s how far we had fallen.