As has been said, this fiction is a fair reflection of what women are going through.
Someone’s started a justgiving page to raise funds for Refuge.
Bit cheesy but if you’ve been affected by this story maybe think about making a gift?
https://www.justgiving.com/helentitchener/%5B/url%5D
Because Kirsty can’t do this on her own, people. If over the last year or two you’ve sworn at the radio, tweeted in outrage, taken the name ‘Robert’ in vain, or posted your disgust at the worsening situation in Blossom Hill Cottage, then now’s your chance to do something constructive about it.
A fiver could get Helen (and Henry) a taxi round to the safety of her mum’s farm (she’s not ‘allowed’ to drive). A tenner could get her that maternity top (he made her send back). Just a crisp twenty could order a seasonal starter at Grey Gables and perhaps a quiet, conciliatory word with its head chef.
Time to do something constructive and think of all the women who are genuinely stuck in relationships like this – and much, much worse. So, joking apart, all the money from the Rescue Fund will go to the brilliant Refuge, helping all those women who don’t have a mate like Kirsty and their own organic cheese shop waiting for them at the end of it.