i remember back in the early seventies walking home from a nightclub with my flatmate, we were followed for much of that time by two blokes, so we popped into the local police station, gone now, only to be told by the desk sergeant, that dressed like that we were asking for it. That has never been far from my mind in all these years, had it been in the Kings Cross area we would have been taken for prostitutes, had it been in the East End i don't believe we would have fared any better.