He's not retarded, he's wired up wrong.Billy Tully wrote: ↑18 Dec 2021, 00:50Your cousin is monumentally retarded. I'm sure you already know that. You could live very comfortably for the rest of your life sensibly investing that sum.jamesmcdonnell wrote: ↑08 Dec 2021, 13:01My Uncle ended up being the executor of the will of an elderly relative, who never had children, she was in her late 80's and as she had fallen out with the rest of the family, it was going to fall to him. He hadn't seen her for donkeys years, but suddenly she seemed to be invited to every family gathering there was, no doubt because my Uncle wanted to make sure she didn't change the will.
For some reason, she took a shine to my cousin, his son, and he was pretty kind to her, but not in some sort of creepy way, she was an old lady, and he used to talk to her when she came over.
My uncle started to worry she might leave him something in the will, and started getting quite agitated, and I remember one time she was out, he looked at my cousin and blurted out 'you've got to be in it to win it!' in a not too disguised reference to the will. My cousin was pretty digusted by it, and couldn't believe he'd said it.
In the end, My uncle died following a heart valve replacement failure, a few years later, she went on to live to 94, outliving him by 6 or 7 years, and my cousin was left in charge as the next in line in the family, and he got every last penny.
My cousin somehow managed to blow through all 450 grand in around 18 months with absolutely bollock-all top show for it.
He's actually highly intelligent, but he has always made impulsive disastrous decisions his whole life and has always seemed addicted to danger - he used to drink drive regularly, and I mean when he was properly pissed. He once came to meet me in London (he lives in Surrey) and when he arrived at the petrol station, he was so drunk he literally fell out of the car - it was absolutely terrible. How he managed to drive down there I don't know.
He used to have chases with the police for fun - back in the days when they weren't helicopters. He always liked the company of very dodgy people too, some of them dangerous, and a lot of them criminal. He's gotten involved in crazy shite all of his life.
I think he has some form of diagnosed mental condition, and probably needs medicating - he's been self medicating all his life with booze and drugs, - he is drunk pretty much every single day - and I mean to the extent where he ends up slurring badly.
It's pretty tragic really - if he wasn't my family I'd probably have nothing to do with him.