Nothing two loos..?

I once sat at the top of the stairs, as a child, and listened to my father describing a Welsh prop forward.
"He was built like the side of a sh*t house door," he said poetically.
There can have been no dispute about the gender of that lavatory, way back in the sixties. It was unashamedly male and proud of it. In our house we never referred coyly to the Powder room: my mother use the term lavatory and we children preferred toilet. Life was blissfully simple. Uncluttered by the booby traps of current correctness.
And now we have public toilets bending over their urinals to meet with the increasing demands of inclusivity. It troubles me. This is because, as women, we are forever short-changed on toilet-space. We always end up by queuing for the loos whilst men breeze through, with the greatest of ease. Theatre toilets are notoriously difficult for women. Unless you put on a hell of a sprint as the curtain falls in the interval, you are likely to spend the whole of the intermission in a queue that snakes around the corner.

So if a sector of our community will be happier in a gender-neutral toilet, that's fine by me. Provided we have more toilets everywhere, then I am totally for it.