Not sure what you mean as "present as men." The men I consort with here are, as far as I can see, are all honest-to-goodness men, even though a couple of them appear to be ne'er-do-wells. You really can't spend your life as if everyone is out to get you. I'm Steve, I'm a bloke (a feature which I can't help), I'm easy to track down here in north Cornwall for anyone who wants to bother, because I hide nothing. Why would I. You can get me straight away as a pin on Google Earth. Call in and I'll do you a cappuccino with my bean-to-cup, or a blow-off-your-head triple espresso (I'm a Lavazzo red label man) if you like (and I do like). Straight as a die. I even got my request played on BBC Radio 3 this morning (if you can get it, it was on Essential Classics at about 10.30 AM) to try to cheer up my sister who can't get to her beloved Andalucía this year due to the lockdown. They played Sevilla by Albéniz for me, on piano played by Alicia de Larrocha. I can tell you what we had for tea tonight, and that I'm going to see my 91-year-old mum in her care home tomorrow morning with a big stash of her favourite biscuits. If you find any of that creepy, do let me know. I get that any internet forum is two-dimensional and that it sometimes feels necessary to prowl around certain people with a healthy degree of suspicion. Same here. But we are not all Jack The Rippers, and it would be nice if you could keep your justifiable cautions to yourself rather than do a generalised smear.