Oh wow Dan, that’s a prompt! Here is what Linda wrote:
Woops. Not sure what to do with this one. I never had to testify in a court case. The only time I’ve ever been to a court was for my divorce 12 years ago.
But I had to go to the police at one point. There was a rapist going around the little town I lived in. When I walked the dog I met a man whom I saw putting his bits away then coming up to me telling me how he was wanking. Thanks very much. I told the police about the bloke and then had to come in to identify someone.
It was like the crime shows: we were taken into the police station in a different entrance than the people we had to look at and then stood behind what was a mirror to them but a window to us. It was terrifying.
The bloke I met wasn’t there. He wasn’t the rapist. And I never heard what came from it but it caused me a lot of anxiety and started a time of flashbacks that was horrible.
My problem was that I delivered newspapers in the middle of the night on my own. In Germany they have to be delivered by 6am. Knowing a rapist was on the loose didn’t make me feel particularly happy.
I am happy though to announce I’ve been perfectly save and sound on my rounds at all times. Nothing ever happened to me there and I am eternally grateful to my guardian angel 😁.
Sigh. That was hard to even remember it. It’s such a long time ago and I hardly ever think if it but some experiences never lose their scariness fully I think.