Friday 31 August 2018

Extremely dark times.

The last week or two have marked the darkest days of my life. Having survived Guantanamo bay I stupidly expected my downward spiral to end, but why? I have been  mentally swamped, of thoughts of getting my driving licence returned. There is always an official form to complete but, if there is it seems very elusive . I suspect one of the umpteendoctors involved in my case  to date will need write to the DVLA stating I am now fit to drive again, but that seems too simple, surely?

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