I was going to the Brains Trust post but found myself unable. Our solicitor was bent. He went to gaol, I went without.
Epilepsy, spatial problems, not a good verbal communicator and difficulty maintaining a friendship [ I have just two friends] remain. There's also the return of deep depression and I've started stuttering for words again as I get older.
However, I was lucky to have made the very reasonable recovery denied to others. I have a good job, a decent family and home. There's nothing there that compensation would reasonably have helped with except the mortgage and I paid that off ~10 yrs ago.
What I would like [and it'll never happen] is five minutes in the ring with the b'stard who ran me down in his spanking new Cortina as he was thrashing it along the Wickham Road in July 1967. He was 35 then; today he'll be 82/83.
I can't forgive him for the loss of the old version of me and this somewhat lonely and foul mouthed replacement.
[Talking of the Brains Trust, anyone else remember a 1950's BBC TV programme of the same name where three academics spoke cobblers, as a majority of academics do, on subjects they knew absolutely nothing about taken from questions by viewers? eg Malcolm Muggeridge on the existence of the Higgs-Boson Particle]!