My childhood spanned the 70s to 80s.
I was flashed at 3 or 4 times in local parks aged between about 7 to 10. I would tell my mum, i was told to cycle away from 'funny men'. No police.
While i was at primary school a friend of mine was abused on the top deck of a bus. A man made her hold his penis. We were told to stay off the top deck. No police.
From 12 upwards i would use the London Underground to get about and would regularly get touched/felt/rubbed against when it was crowded. I couldn't get away so used to just bite my lip and keep quiet till i got to my stop.
As a teenager other things happened which i 'put behind me' as that was what i'd learned was the way to deal with it. It has coloured my life and my attitude to myself. My self worth. Best not to make a fuss.
I have 3 DDs. I told them from the day they were old enough to be out of my sight that if something happened to them that they didn't like, or that someone touched them etc. etc., or they were worried about someone they were to scream/shout/leave/tell me straight way and get the hell away. To hell with worrying about being polite, or causing a scene. To my knowledge they have managed to get to their teens and early 20s without being a victim to any abuse. Thank God.
Thank God times have changed. Thank God this is not swept under the carpet anymore.