By Rafaella Marcus

Rafaella Marcus is a freelance theatre director from the UK, who also frequently has opinions on the internet. She apologises for her transatlantic spelling, but secretly knows that it is actually correct.

  1. The closest I ever come to any kind of bad touching is when I am twelve, on a retreat weekend to prepare for my Confirmation into the Catholic Church. It is a set of circumstances so cliché that my overwhelming urge now is to roll my eyes and never think about it again except occasionally, and when I do remember it is with dull surprise, as though I am hearing a story about someone else.