The portrait of my parents is a complicated one, but lovingly drawn.

Growing up in the fifties and sixties, I can only remember knowing one child, ever, whose parents got a divorce, and hardly any whose mother 'worked' at anything besides raising her children.

Real intimacy depends on truth - lovingly told - especially in the bedroom.

We have also been in a position drawn a portrait of the assailant from the account of the eyewitness and I would be giving in few minutes. We are making more copies. We will give you that portrait with a request to publish this requesting people to look for such a person. And if found or noticed anywhere, then inform us anyone of us or our police control room.

I believe every one of us possesses a fundamental right to tell our own story.

A person who deserves my loyalty receives it.