Dawn Neesom

puts boot into Lily Allen

THE mouthy irritant Lily Allen has remembered she was once sexually harassed in a #metoo meltdown.

Quite what prompted this sudden flashback isn’t immediately obvious.

No new hideous sex monster has been unmasked this week. No new grooming gang exposed.

But the “pop star” has just started her new tour and has an album out in June. Hmmm...

Now I have to insert the regulation paragraph on any #metoo story that goes: no woman should shut up about being sexually attacked and victims deserve support and sympathy. As anyone with a brain would agree.

But Lily, right, does not give any details about the harassment or reveal if she made a complaint to the police. Plus, she finds it strange that some folk think that women have something to gain from talking about these things.

I hate to admit it but I’m fast becoming one of those people.

In fact I’ve actually started to do something I thought I’d never, ever do. Feel sorry for men!

Ordinary blokes who wouldn’t dream of being inappropriate with any female are being made to feel like rapists if they so much as say hello in the wrong way.

But not all men are Harvey bloody Weinstein. And there is a huge difference between being sexually assaulted and a man complimenting you on your outfit. Surely it’s about time we cut the weaker sex some slack here? Many of them are now at a total loss on how to treat females. In fact some of the biggest, hairiest blokes I know are starting to avoid women just in case they happen to say the wrong thing. They’re even scared to spend time alone with females (especially younger ones) they don’t know well. Which is not only tricky when you work together but also worrying. The #metoo thing started in good faith but where’s it heading? Men are fast becoming resentful towards women. And resentment breeds hatred, which in turn can breed violence. And surely that’s what this is meant to stop. We should be able to socialise, work together and have a laugh. Do we want to turn the clocks back to segregation and chaperones? I don’t want women-only train carriages, gym classes or rooms in pubs. It implies women are pathetic victims who need protecting. We’re not! Most won’t faint if you swear or fart. And we’ll cope if you call us luv, honest. Which brings us back to Lily. She’s nobody’s fool and definitely the type to smack a bloke if he gets too frisky. So it’s only fair to give her new album a plug then. It’s called No Shame. Which is so totally apt not even we could make it up!