I hated it. I used to get it quite a lot when living in central London back in the 80s.
But it also happened to me just recently very near my home. I thought I would walk up to meet my friend rather than drive. I’d never actually walked up this (main) road before, and I won’t again. A guy going into a newsagent looked me up and down as I approached, and when I walked past the entrance he made a very lewd remark to me.
On the way back I walked on the opposite side of the road. This time someone shouted something out of his car window.
I had a jumper and thick coat on with trousers. I couldn’t believe how it made me feel, so close to my home, I honestly couldn’t see what had made them do that other than I was a woman.
And FFS I’m 57!!!!
The land is dry, and the people are ...stupid?
