The Telegraph"I have been trying more in recent drafts to explain," she protests, as if it is a rather tiresome chore next to the more pressing tasks of atoning and amusing. What about your pre-operation counselling and the stipulation of living as a woman for three years before surgery, I ask. There isn't a lot about it in the book.
"That's because," she laughs, "I said bugger that to all that messing about. I saw this chap, a cosmetic surgeon, at a clinic in Huntingdon. I don't think he's practising any more. I asked him how much to skip all that bloody nonsense. He said £6,000. About a week later, I went up to some dreadful place called Rotherham. I hadn't ever dressed as a woman before.
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"What, I ask, would Miranda advise anyone reading this article and contemplating a sex change? The answer comes back in a flash. "Don't do it."
