When I was ten years old, a boy at my tennis camp scowled at me, called me a ‘paki’ and spat at my feet. More recently, at Electric Picnic 2014, a group of boys I had pitched my tent next …
When I was ten years old, a boy at my tennis camp scowled at me, called me a ‘paki’ and spat at my feet. More recently, at Electric Picnic 2014, a group of boys I had pitched my tent next …