The kindness of strangers

There is an episode of Panorama on this evening that deals with the issue of stalking. Apparently it affects over two million Britons. I don't know if that's one million people and one million stalkers or two million people that are being stalked. Maybe it's one very popular person with one million, nine hundred and ninety nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety nine stalkers. This, however, is unlikely. It's probably two people.

For the stalked it can be terrifying, the shadow of Jill Dando's case hangs heavy. Dando you may recall was killed in 1999 and for years it was believed that the murderer was a celebrity obsessed stalker. The 'stalker' was acquitted a few years ago though as the case against him was too thin (though not too thin to find him guilty the first time around). He's currently living a quiet life in Carol Vorderman's back garden. I can't understand why he's chosen her, I think she's a bit strange. I mean you should see the state of her curtains.

Whether Dando was killed by a stalker or not, the fact that it was a real possibility means that to be stalked is surely a very scary situation to find yourself in. It just makes you wish that stalkers found each other as fascinating as their celebrity idols, then they could stalk each other and leave the non-obsessed alone. They could have special parks away from town centres in which they merrily sit in bushes and stare at each other without being disturbed. Apart from in their heads of course.

It's certainly worth thinking about, however we probably need a few more celebrities lined up with pennies on their eyes before it's given serious consideration in council budgets. I'm not about to suggest anyone for fear of tempting fate and my suggestions coming true, causing me to be thrown in jail or burned as a witch. You could though. Try it. Just throw a few darts in a copy of 'Heat' magazine. It won't actually help raise any money to set up a stalker park of course, but try it anyway. 'sfun.

Anyway, I've got to go as I think Julia Bradbury's back and I need to stop this cat from scratching the wardrobe door.

"Here Tiddles...who's a good girl, yes you are, come on sweetie....".

*snap*

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