Jailed Trident protester Brian Quail writes letter from prison to The National

by Brian Quail

BANGED up again! It’s been many years since I last supped porridge as a guest of Betty Windsor.

Memories of slopping out and sharing a smoke-filled cell did not prepare me for a sojourn in Low Moss. A cell to myself, tv, and shower were unexpected pleasures. Coming from Coulport Camp it was a relief to get a proper bed. The sad truth is at my advanced age moving the body beautiful from the horizontal to the vertical is a real problem when tackled from ground level.

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