Personal Space Invasion

At six foot tall and with a gob rivalling Janet Street Porter’s, you could hardly call me vulnerable.

However, some creep invading your space on the tube platform and telling you he wants to have sex with you, is bound to put the most Amazonian of us on the back foot.

I might have told him to piss off and then marched off to the other end of the platform with a ‘don’t fuck with me’ scowl on my face, but now all I want is a hug.

And perhaps a big stick to beat the eejit with.

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Isn’t there a saying about ’speak softly and carry a big stick’ or something? Sounds like a good idea, anyway. At least you can say that creeps these days have good taste…

Bless you Pimento, for your kind words.

I have spent the weekend fashioning a large bludgeon out of industrial steel and aged oak. Tube perverts, you have been warned.

If that’s not sufficient, simply upgrade with the optional large spikes add-on! Everyone’s a winner!

Who says self-defence can’t be creative?



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