...while I am rattling my cage below the court as these gentlemen, with the tape recorder deliberately switched off have waxed eloquent for half an hour or so, in their last ditch attempt to have me sent to Broadmoor, IPP, to avoid the machine gun trial ever becoming public.

But William, the clerk, switched the tape back on, a bit too quick, just catching the Cardiff cabal's closing comments as I am led up from the cells in hand cuffs to be refused bail.

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