This happened a few months ago but I remembered it again today. I was sat in a pub with my boyfriend and his male housemate (I miss pubs!) watching sports on TV. The footage of the game cut to commentary from the studio and one of the commentators was a middle aged woman. ‘Oh great,’ said the housemate, ‘time for the ugly old woman.’ I was shocked – not only that he was thinking this, but also that he said it so conversationally, as if we would obviously both agree with him. Not that it’s relevant, but she definitely wasn’t ugly. And needless to say, he didn’t feel the need to comment on the appearance of the middle aged male commentator sat next to her.