Ummmm, I lived in Birmingham until two months ago, so 39 years.
And it bloody does go on there. I can say this because I had it happen to me from about 12 onwards, when I started secondary school, funnily enough, when I was walking to and from the bus stop ALONE each day.
Yes, I got whistles, comments (nasty, crude, sexist ones) and one guy who used to wait on his doorstep, then fall into step next to me, put his arm around my shoulders, call me darling and ask for my phone number and how old I was. As I say, I was 12, he was in his late teens/early 20s.
I was a plain girl, not overly developed, and obviously fucking TERRIFIED of what was going on.
So yes, it DOES bloody happen, it isn't right, it's fucking disgusting, upsetting and downright scary for a CHILD to be in that situation.
My own DD is almost 12 now, and much prettier than I was at that age. I am worried about whether she will experience this shit (or more, WHEN she will experience it) and how to help her deal with it if/when she does.
Can't believe the victim-blaming and denial going on on this thread. We are in 2013, aren't we? I haven't time-warped back to 1953?