Brilliant, Conroy.
Izzard comes out of that story looking like an utterly unaware creep, at best. Doesn't really matter if its a true story or not.
And the three (possibly fictional) girls have my sympathy. I can see it very clearly from their point of view - an older male (who is, afair, fairly stocky/well built) comes into the toilets in make-up/wig/heels etc and then proceeds to dash furtively in and out of toilets. I'd have been 1. immediately on guard, alarm bells ringing, and 2. not as brave as they (allegedly) were in confronting him.
Eddie doesn't seem to understand the fear that women have of 'strange men', especially older, bigger, stronger 'strange men', in women's single sex spaces, especially older, bigger, stronger 'strange men' invading women's single sex spaces and acting really oddly and unpredictably.
I can't imagine anyone female reading this passage and sympathising with Izzard.
If it had been a younger girl on her own in there? Or a woman on her own?
As this is, as has been spelled out, this is Izzard's 'sexuality', a fetish, a fantasy. So any women (potential, imagined or otherwise) in the toilet expressing alarm or fear were presumably spoiling his thrill. Poor Eddie. Could it be spelled out any clearer that it's all about getting off? Women are inconveniences in this fantasy, nothing more.