Be Prepared

In first year, a friend was mugged right outside our University accommodation. Fair enough, I've been at uni for centuries, but I can still remember how shaken up everyone was afterwards, making a big effort to be a lot safer and more aware.

Things don't last though, do they? Especially when nothing happens to reinforce the message. My friends and I lived a fairly uneventful three years at university after that. Until, that is, earlier this year I had to give statements in evidence for a case involving a rape in the New Town, just off the main thoroughfare. Now, with two more sexual assaults much closer to home, and a group of friends set upon in the heart of middle class student-ville, everyone seems to be a little bit wary. Rightly so!

It's a shame that people are now scared to walk back across the meadows after dark, seeing as the sun disappears before 5pm now. Much better to be safe than sorry mind... Maybe wandering around with a dickhead camera isn't the best idea?