On the one hand, Britain is incredibly crappy for blind people anyway, on the other I'm hardly a typical example since when you start with genophobia and all the other issues I had to deal with, then suddenly run into a relationship so perfect describing it feels like talking about a bad romance novel, my experiences are hardly typical or something anyone could draw real conclusions from.
I would say there is something valuable in discussing this, and obviously I have in the past in previous topics, but where I'd be more than happy to just have a friendly chat among blind people, be they straight, gay, bisexual, male female or whatever about my experiences and listen to theirs, I'm afraid framing that chat in the guise of a less than academic sounding "research project" which even starts off on a pretty sticky wicket in terms of wording, professionalism, representation and so on discourages me from wanting to talk about things quite a lot.
With our dreaming and singing, Ceaseless and sorrowless we! The glory about us clinging Of the glorious futures we see,
Our souls with high music ringing; O men! It must ever be
That we dwell in our dreaming and singing, A little apart from ye. (Arthur O'Shaughnessy 1873.)