Nigel Farndale: “Then it dawned: she thought I was following her. She must have seen me coming up the up escalator then following her on to the down. In my panic, I got back on the up escalator. And this guilty behaviour probably confirmed her suspicions.” And later: “It was awful. She was terrified. I was terrified. And it made me appreciate how vulnerable women must feel when they travel around London at night. But it also occurred to me that it is not really safe for men to walk alone in London at night either. Perhaps we deserve it, what with that old feminist theory about all men being rapists. And, given my day-dreaming tendencies, I suppose I should just be grateful that Mace is still illegal in [Britain].”
Farndale has a clear case of Stalker Guilt Syndrome.
