Normally when you get lost in the middle of a city it's easy to get found again. You just ask the first person to chance by for directions and in all likelihood they will not be lost and will be able and willing to provide useful information.
Ah, but this was Leicester - a muslim heartland. Poor Clarissa appealed for help from passing men in dresses but it seems muslim men do not talk to Englishwomen.
Clarissa: "It was one of the most frightening experiences of my life."
So Clarissa got no help. She could have tried talking to some muslim women but they are required to heel their husbands so if the man is not going to stop to talk the wife cannot.
Later Clarissa wrote about her experience in a book and upset the local bigwigs.
This blog has the following advice for Miss Dixon Wright: avoid Luton as well!