Our thanks to Jake for this, a lengthy piece in the Daily Mail in January 2016. Excerpts:
Then there was the devastating spat with married Tory MP Andrew Bridgen, who was accused of touching her inappropriately during an evening that ended with her fleeing his apartment in tears.
She was then investigated by police for concocting the entire episode. His marriage has since broken up.
The investigation dragged on for two agonising years, during which time she has been effectively barred from answering the damaging allegations. But today, she is finally free to speak after police decided to take ‘no further action’ in the case – and, truly furious, she is making up for lost time…
Pressed for the absolute truth, Annabelle says today: ‘I did not have an affair with Nigel Farage.
‘That rumour, started by bored tedious people – possibly within Ukip – is almost like an urban legend.
‘I go for hunky army types, which Nigel is not. He’s a nice person but he’s just not my type: he doesn’t have muscles – and he’s not single. His sons are my age. I admire him an awful lot. He’s incredibly brave and strong and determined.’
It wasn’t until the Andrew Bridgen incident in 2011 that Annabelle’s life began to really unravel, however.
The facts of what happened that night remain blurred.
Annabelle says she felt a hand on her leg – but can’t be sure [J4MB emphasis] – while she, Bridgen and civil servant Edward Green were smoking on Bridgen’s balcony after he invited them back to his London flat following a drinking session.
Bridgen strongly denies this happened and she herself admits she might well have over-reacted.
What is clear is that Annabelle was genuinely alarmed. ‘I didn’t know where the hell I was. I didn’t know these people. I felt they could take advantage of me,’ she says.
‘I should have gone home that night. Really, if I could change one thing in my life I would have gone home.’
She maintains that the building’s security guard called the police after seeing her fleeing from Bridgen’s flat with a gashed forehead and lip – the result of running into a wall…
At Charing Cross Police Station in Central London, she had to hand over the bottom half of her clothes and make a statement.
‘I was thinking why on earth did I start down this chain of events. I wasn’t in a fit state to give a statement. I was drunk and scared.’
In her view it is yet another example of the police mishandling a claim – or in this case a non-claim – of sexual abuse. Later that day she was woken up by the police to say that Bridgen had been arrested.
‘I said I didn’t want to press charges. They said they could go through with it without my co-operation because I’d given a statement. It was really quite intimidating.
‘I think questions have to be raised about them taking a statement from someone who was drunk. I didn’t know I was giving a statement and had I known, I would have said no.’
Details soon emerged in public. ‘I think Mr Bridgen should have kept his anonymity. I felt sorry for him at that point,’ she says.
The police dropped the charges a few days later, but the damage was done. ‘Bridgen threatened to sue me and accused me of breaking up his marriage. I find it astonishing. You invite a young girl [J4MB: Our emphasis. Fuller was 30 at the time] back to your flat, you take some responsibility.’
It says a lot about Ms Fuller’s psychology that at 34 she referred to her drunk 30-year-old self as a ‘young girl’, presumably to absolve herself of responsibility. No man would refer to his 30-year self, drunk or otherwise, as a ‘young boy’.