On the S1 bus from Oxford to Witney after work this evening, I became quite aware of a man who had moved more than once as the bus emptied out, getting progressively closer until he sat opposite me and kept glancing over. I got off the bus in part of Witney and so did he; he was in front of me at first then turned round to look at me.
I was just minding my own business walking when a man in his late 20s or 30s leaned out of the passenger side of a car and wolf whistled at me then started laughing and I think he shouted something but I didn’t hear. I started feeling silly and embarrassed that maybe my skirt was … Continued
Launching a call for Art / Photography / Poetry on the theme of “Reclaiming Spaces” Have you ever felt intimidated walking down the street? Or thought someone said or did something inappropriate in a public space? Or on the internet? Hollaback! Oxford is part of a global community of local activists who work to end … Continued
A few weeks ago, a friend and I were on the bus to the town centre. As we’re getting off of the bus, an older man offers to let us go in front.