I spent the first twenty years of my life living next door to a paedophile. I didn't know what he was doing, I didn't know the word 'paedophile', but I knew something was strange, even as a kid. Why didn't the adults notice? He never did anything to me, maybe he tried and got nowhere, but he never liked me. I remember being very young when he told me that he was my real Da and he gave me away to the neighbours because he didn't love me.
He is still alive, and awaiting his imminent court date.