So many of these! I am older than a lot of you and while I agree we shouldn’t re-write history I think we are, and should be, absolutely free to criticise what happened in the past. Just a few:
My Boy Lollipop (Millie Small) 
Stressbandit 
So sorry you endured all that. Appalling you didn’t have any support.
At school the caretaker had a hut where he’d take a selected girl (aged 11-13) during break time ‘to teach them kissing’ and they’d emerge giggling. The rest of us scorned those girls. The caretaker was just a fact of life and it never occurred to anyone to report it.
And yes to the ghastly communal showers with the gym mistress watching and ticking everyone off on the menstruation chart. My periods came a lot more frequently in those days, and she even wondered if I needed medical help...
Later at school a teacher in his 30s started an affair with a 14 year old girl in my class. They spent ages together in the stock room. We all thought she was terribly grown up. They married when she left school and were still together many years later. The head surely knew, because everyone did, but did nothing.
Iamaperiwinkle and other PPs - Yes, our college doctor H was like that – in fact he was notorious. Older students would warn: ‘Don’t go to Dr H with a twisted ankle, he’ll get you to undress and ask if you’re on the Pill.’ (It had a capital letter in those days because it was so significant.) I went to Dr H for another problem and he asked me if I slept with my boyfriend (I’d just started to and felt guilty) so he said condoms v unreliable, I should go on the pill, and made an appointment to see him at his private clinic out of college. So not only did I have a lengthy totally unnecessary breast examination (such a common abuse that medical students even had an acronym for it: TUBES), but a lengthy totally unnecessary vaginal examination too. I was too naive to query any of it, let alone mention it to anyone but my boyfriend, who thought it was out of order but AFAIK no one ever made a formal complaint. Back in the ‘70s if you weren’t a virgin you were considered completely lax and untrustworthy.
He must be long dead. TBH I did toy with complaining back in the ‘90s - too embarrassed to pursue it, but this time more embarrassed by my naivety than anything else.
BTW, Alf Garnett was satirical, held up as a figure of contempt and mockery. It was a sign that the times weren’t as progressive as scriptwriter Johnny Speight that anyone took Alf seriously. Dandy Nichols as Alf’s wife was fab, but at the time equally a figure of fun, surprising people by being sharp while also being plain and fat and old. But the other characters are showing their age and Cherie Blair’s dad’s role isn’t looking as cool as he used to.
Not sure we’ve progressed as far as we’d like to think, TBH.