April 13, 2025 • 20 mins
It's surreal how the X-rated antics in the outside world still manage to seep into prison.
During the three and a half years I was in prison I wrote over a million words by hand. Tales From The Jails is a contemporaneous account of my life, and attempts to thrive rather than merely survive, whilst incarcerated.
Most names have been changed. The events have not.
This is a Jekyll & Pride production.
Producer: Trevessa Newton
Title Music taken from The Confession, on the album Crimes Against Poetry (written and performed by The Shadow Poet, produced by Lance Thomas)
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(00:00):
During the three and a halfyears I was in prison, I wrote
(00:03):
over a million words by hand.
Tales from the Jails is acontemporaneous account of my
life, and attempts to thriverather than merely survive
whilst incarcerated.
Most names have been changed,but the events have not.
Episode 29 Sex In Prison I'mapproaching six months inside
(00:41):
Walton, and from experience asmuch as observation, I can
confirm there are three types ofsexual relationship in prison.
Prisoner to prisoner, inmate andofficer and prison officers
having affairs with each other.
If it was a quiz question, Isuppose it would come in the
(01:03):
form of which group is havingthe most sex.
There's a trans guy on K Wingwho's giving out blow jobs.
Mr.
H pointed him out on the wayback from the stores last week.
Apparently he's got a dress backin the cell and no shortage of
clients.
When I told J, he said it wastrue.
(01:27):
One of the other K Wingers wasrejected, apparently, and
complained that the head giverwas running a blow job business
in prison.
It's laughable, but serious fromthe Governor and staff's point
of view.
We both agreed someone on K Wingis being shipped out imminently.
As for the general prisonpopulation, gay guys are
(01:50):
scattered around the wings.
The older ones are more openabout it.
By that I mean they don'tbroadcast it, but they're not
hiding it either, or afraid toopen up about it.
These guys don't tend to getmuch flak, surprisingly.
The prison population in generaldoesn't bully, intimidate, or
(02:13):
bang on about it.
I've never heard a prisonerbeing terrorized through the
doors for being gay, however,the younger guys certainly don't
out themselves.
Mr.
P loves to throw out the gay forthe stay shout.
I've got to be honest, he's toofond of K wing and expect he's
(02:37):
crossed the professional line atsome point, and not with a
female member of staff.
He's the type who makes yourskin crawl and hates prisoners,
but I've witnessed far too manytimes, he never gives K Wingers
a hard time.
There's plenty of jail storiesabout sexual abuse or a crew of
(03:01):
lads going into a pad on a ladwho's plugged, and if he isn't
volunteering to drop it, thenit's coming out with a blade and
a spoon.
The depravity and violence fromthe jail talk know no limits,
and it's hard to believe whatyou hear.
I've not witnessed anything likethat here in Walton and raping
(03:24):
of lads, that could just bejailhouse bullshit to scare
other prisoners.
Toenails, the prison Oracleloves to talk about anything
that is base and provokes aresponse or instills unnecessary
fear.
Where I can speak fromexperience is down here in the
workplace.
(03:45):
Things are said by officersabout other officers.
They throw each other under thebus as regular as my fellow
inmates.
One of the female officers,she's older than me, Ms.
W.
Long hair, blondish with apervasive gray.
She's old school.
(04:07):
Rarely speaks to any of us, andwhen she does, it's with
contempt.
I've never seen her smile,laugh, or be pleasant.
Mr.
B summed her up out of the blue.
She walked past us when we werepassing through a steel gate.
Straight from the hippie smoke.
(04:28):
She used to be a looker when shewas young, G.
Plenty of the longer servinglads have had a go.
Then he rattled off four ofthem.
The fifth was Mr...
well, I won't mention it.
But Mr.
B said that it was serious andfor quite some time, although he
(04:53):
was never leaving his wife.
She, Ms.
W, well, she's married to thejob and then he gestured the
bottle.
Vodka at home and gin when she'sout.
I couldn't stop laughing.
Yeah, by the time I landed hereand settled in, she was too old.
(05:16):
I don't know why he chose tooffload scandal after scandal to
me.
Maybe he was seeing how I wouldrespond.
My instincts screamed, don't bedrawn in.
I played it safe with, prison,Mr.
B, it's an X-rated soap opera.
He loved that.
(05:38):
It doesn't end there.
Down in reception, there's anassortment of female staff who
work regularly or who regularlypass through.
I dare not indicate who or whatdepartment because their job
title alone would be a deadgiveaway.
But there are two female membersof staff who are dabbling with
(05:59):
several of the lads.
I'm 51, keep myself out of thespotlight and never, ever give
off a hint, a flirt or apheromone to any female member
of staff.
I don't think it, and my eyes donot wander or linger, and there
is no male gaze from me,however, it had been put on me.
(06:22):
The member of staff has led allthe way.
I do friendly, not flirty.
Down here, hours of very littleto do whilst we're waiting for
the court arrivals createsboredom.
Boredom fuels anything fromsnacking to too much tea and
coffee and chatting, and thatvaries from two people to five
(06:45):
or six, either the officers orthe lads.
The kitchen is definitely a huband so is my workstation.
The door to my left is thenumber one gateway between
reception and the rest of theprison.
It sounds ridiculous, but I havea counter and a roller shutter,
(07:05):
a sort of corner shop, and lastchance saloon before entering or
returning to the wings.
Miss Triple X was bubbly, short,and at least two stone
overweight.
This is not being unkind, but adescription.
(07:27):
She wears specs too.
She flirts with the lads andthey show her loads of
attention.
She loves to be direct and talkdirty.
I've managed to swerve it,although she's stopped a few
times and been curious about myold life as in the lifestyle,
the partying, and the usual,what was it like?
(07:52):
Familiarity and a fondness to bedirect.
Even blurted out, I bet you'vegot millions stashed.
You must have, I've read aboutyou online.
Did you really have a Bentley?
There's a fine line in prisonwith staff.
(08:13):
Offend them and there's aconsequence.
This morning, five minutes aftersaying, how are you today?
She made it clear.
I'm in her sights and if Iwanted, she could just slip into
my workstation and we could havea little play.
You can go back later and have awank over me.
(08:33):
That's what she said.
I think the more I'd been politeand steered away from the usual
prison flirting around her, themore she persisted.
Don't get me wrong, Kenko hadalready had a little tickle,
like naughty school kids, andhe's been confiding to me about
her antics both in here and herpersonal life outside.
(08:59):
It's all crazy.
Let me set the scene.
I was sorting plastic knives,spoons, and forks for the packs,
and she was hanging over thecounter of my workstation, like
a brassy barmaid who loves daretrips.
She fixed herself in her bra,manhandling her supersized
(09:21):
balloons.
Oooh, you've made my nipples gohard and this bra's rubbing.
I'd been a gent.
I'm not inclined to be stupid orcross a line, but Jelly Belly I
feared was persistent and she'lltake risks.
The lads flirt with her openly.
(09:41):
If she's trying it on with me,then what's she up to with the
younger guys?
She's not slower coming forward.
Her parting, giggling wordswere, don't go to the gym on
Thursday, that's when I'm backin.
I want to see the size of yourcock.
I reckon you've got a properone.
(10:03):
Then she bounced away smilinglike a Cheshire cat.
One thing was for certain Iwould not be cancelling the gym
on Thursday and 100% I'm notconfiding in anyone.
That would be suicide.
If Toenails found out I'd befucked, and if an officer had a
(10:26):
whiff, I'll be shipped outwithin hours.
I fear Triple X's familiaritywith inmates will be her undoing
and I don't want to be aroundwhen it happens.
It's surreal how the X-ratedantics in the outside world,
still managed to seep intoprison.
(10:46):
I wouldn't know where to beginexplaining these shenanigans to
T.
It's great content but crazy.
Imagine holding hands on avisit, madly in love, and then
dropping in this grenade.
Nah, there's a time and a placemuch further down the line for
this.
(11:07):
But it does not end there.
The main scandal in HMPpresently is Ms.
Too Young, having an affair withMr.
F.
She's probably 23 at most, andhe isn't far behind me.
Never would you have put thesetwo together.
It's the classic, he's oldenough to be her father.
(11:31):
She's attractive and he'sordinary.
It's nuts.
Apparently, they went campingtogether last week.
He's married and fallen for her.
Fellow officers know all aboutit, but worse, so do the lads on
the wing and the rest of theprison.
This will end in tears.
(11:53):
Apparently his fellow officersaren't happy, especially with
the lads knowing.
Walton Prison knows about itbefore Mr.
F's missus and family.
There is a program on TV, 24Hours in A E.
I'm starting to think about myown called 24 Hours in HMP.
(12:18):
Last night there was ademolition party down in the
block.
The asylum isn't dedicated onlyto the wings.
The block down in the bowels ofthe prison is next level stuff.
It was like the Sex Pistolstrashing a place, but without
the music.
(12:38):
They were wrecking balls to theworst cells in the prison.
Reeve and I wondered what wasthere left to demolish?
Mayhem clashed with chaos, andSpice was definitely involved.
It went on for hours, them andthe alarms.
Just as the peace arrived, theseagulls kicked off.
(13:01):
By 8:00 am I was coiled like aspring, waiting to be unlocked
and speak to T for some lovenourishment, all eight minutes,
45 seconds.
Just as I put the phone down, itwas clear that one of the
inmates had indulged in Spicefor breakfast as the wing came
alive and another bout of thesick entertainment began.
(13:24):
The poor bloke i s runningaround like Quasimodo.
By midday, I knew everything.
Apparently a lad known as Rigbyhas managed to bend the steel
door to the point he can fit hishead through.
Officers are completely baffledas to how he did it.
Two of the lads off the winghave been down there on the
(13:46):
cleanup.
Both confirmed it's like a bombsite and flooded.
They'd ripped the toilets outand the sinks off the wall.
One of the lads has threatenedto electrocute himself if the
North West squad are brought in.
What they didn't tell me overthe counter, I heard as they
(14:06):
told officers the official stufffor the cleanup.
There's blood as well as piss,and the brown stuff's
everywhere.
Rochdale Rob gave one of theGovernors and security officers
the graphic version right infront of me as I busied myself
with bedding packs.
Ironically, the demolition crewneeded new blankets and bedding,
(14:31):
although they have no beds.
It's comical as much as it'sserious, and another sign, the
place is completely out ofcontrol.
Thousands of pounds of damage.
One of the guys from thedemolition party, SG, he's
(14:52):
friendly enough, but the ladssay he's crazy and loves the
gear.
J said they were out of control.
He'd been called out but turnedback once he was down there, 60
seconds was enough as far as hewas concerned.
There's a song by Fun Boy Three,The Lunatics Have Taken Over the
(15:14):
Asylum.
I've been humming it all day.
Young Dan commented I'm betterat humming than I am singing.
There'll be ship outs tomorrow,maybe even tonight when they
least expect it.
It's bad enough being an inmatecaught up in this madness, but
(15:34):
why would you want to be anofficer?
I sort of get it if you've beenin the job for years, treading
water until the pension andthose who are part-time are
benefiting from the overtime.
They're almost like agencyworkers on three and four times
the hourly rate.
(15:55):
A whole bunch of them aregrazing and earning more than
ever before.
But if you're young and not onthe old school contracts, then
it's like going to work to selfharm.
There was a bunch of recruits ina week ago.
It was laughable.
Pick the least suitablecandidates.
Make most of them fat.
(16:17):
Definitely they were bullied atschool and stick most of them in
specs.
And none of them looking over 20years of age.
In fact, worse, they were likesixth formers in prison
uniforms.
No disrespect, but numpties.
J said they were annihilated onthe guided tour by the lads.
(16:39):
They'd been terrorized throughthe doors as they walked around.
Mr.
H said he expects half of themto throw in sickies tomorrow and
the other half to just leave.
I return tonight to a card fromT and a legal letter, the latter
of which I'm not opening untiltomorrow.
(17:01):
I fear it is a choice between nogood news or more bad news.
Jeremy had to drive over toLiverpool and my old solicitors
to retrieve my old case files inboxes.
48 of them.
Appointing a barrister has beingnonexistent in the North West.
(17:22):
No one will touch my case,although we both agree that's
not a bad thing, as that wasclearly part of the problem
first time around.
When they are on the samecircuit as the judges, none of
them are crossing or underminingthem.
Careers come before clients mostof the time.
Jeremy is focusing on London,and I'm practising patience and
(17:45):
tolerance.
I cannot deny my enthusiasm andspirit has until now being
fuelled by his words, thestrongest grounds for appeal
I've ever seen, and, guaranteedwe'll have you out in 18 months
and my name cleared.
However, now that I'm in here,one realizes and experiences the
(18:10):
gravity of the power shift.
I'm trapped in here without avoice or an ability to
communicate anything that wouldmove things along more quickly.
From the moment I was foundguilty, the true force and power
of the system has completelydisempowered me.
(18:30):
Incarceration, branded guilty, afraudster, and untrustworthy.
Everything I have strived for,turned my life around for, and
believed in is now obliterated.
I haven't given up hope, butsense the forces outside are
determined to keep me in prisonfor much longer than my seven
(18:51):
year sentence.
The odds are stacked against meand although I press on with the
appeal, I'm also now fightingcase number two, POCA.
Worse still, the judge who putme in here is also at the helm
for that.
(19:11):
If it wasn't so serious, itwould be laughable.
Jeremy's fear is that themachiavellians, CPS, the
prosecutor and the judge are,well, it's not good.
I'm being hit with a 6 millionpound POCA and potentially I
could receive an extra 14 years.
(19:32):
We both agreed 100%, the judgewill pursue the 14 years.
I thought it was bad until thispoint but Jeremy said he had to
make me aware anything over 10years is fully served, not
halved.
Basically, we must win theappeal before POCA makes it to
(19:54):
court.
The bleak reality is I'm trappedin a cell in Walton and
seemingly going nowhere fast.
I've been preoccupied withwriting and deep contemplation,
but it is quieter on the wingtonight.
We're all exhausted after thedemolition crew and aftermath.
(20:18):
I tell Big Reeve, I'm just aboutto read T's card, and then I'm
good for lights out.
During the three and a halfyears I was in prison, I wrote
(00:03):
over a million words by hand.
Tales from the Jails is acontemporaneous account of my
life, and attempts to thriverather than merely survive
whilst incarcerated.
Most names have been changed,but the events have not.
Episode 29 Sex In Prison I'mapproaching six months inside
(00:41):
Walton, and from experience asmuch as observation, I can
confirm there are three types ofsexual relationship in prison.
Prisoner to prisoner, inmate andofficer and prison officers
having affairs with each other.
If it was a quiz question, Isuppose it would come in the
(01:03):
form of which group is havingthe most sex.
There's a trans guy on K Wingwho's giving out blow jobs.
Mr.
H pointed him out on the wayback from the stores last week.
Apparently he's got a dress backin the cell and no shortage of
clients.
When I told J, he said it wastrue.
(01:27):
One of the other K Wingers wasrejected, apparently, and
complained that the head giverwas running a blow job business
in prison.
It's laughable, but serious fromthe Governor and staff's point
of view.
We both agreed someone on K Wingis being shipped out imminently.
As for the general prisonpopulation, gay guys are
(01:50):
scattered around the wings.
The older ones are more openabout it.
By that I mean they don'tbroadcast it, but they're not
hiding it either, or afraid toopen up about it.
These guys don't tend to getmuch flak, surprisingly.
The prison population in generaldoesn't bully, intimidate, or
(02:13):
bang on about it.
I've never heard a prisonerbeing terrorized through the
doors for being gay, however,the younger guys certainly don't
out themselves.
Mr.
P loves to throw out the gay forthe stay shout.
I've got to be honest, he's toofond of K wing and expect he's
(02:37):
crossed the professional line atsome point, and not with a
female member of staff.
He's the type who makes yourskin crawl and hates prisoners,
but I've witnessed far too manytimes, he never gives K Wingers
a hard time.
There's plenty of jail storiesabout sexual abuse or a crew of
(03:01):
lads going into a pad on a ladwho's plugged, and if he isn't
volunteering to drop it, thenit's coming out with a blade and
a spoon.
The depravity and violence fromthe jail talk know no limits,
and it's hard to believe whatyou hear.
I've not witnessed anything likethat here in Walton and raping
(03:24):
of lads, that could just bejailhouse bullshit to scare
other prisoners.
Toenails, the prison Oracleloves to talk about anything
that is base and provokes aresponse or instills unnecessary
fear.
Where I can speak fromexperience is down here in the
workplace.
(03:45):
Things are said by officersabout other officers.
They throw each other under thebus as regular as my fellow
inmates.
One of the female officers,she's older than me, Ms.
W.
Long hair, blondish with apervasive gray.
She's old school.
(04:07):
Rarely speaks to any of us, andwhen she does, it's with
contempt.
I've never seen her smile,laugh, or be pleasant.
Mr.
B summed her up out of the blue.
She walked past us when we werepassing through a steel gate.
Straight from the hippie smoke.
(04:28):
She used to be a looker when shewas young, G.
Plenty of the longer servinglads have had a go.
Then he rattled off four ofthem.
The fifth was Mr...
well, I won't mention it.
But Mr.
B said that it was serious andfor quite some time, although he
(04:53):
was never leaving his wife.
She, Ms.
W, well, she's married to thejob and then he gestured the
bottle.
Vodka at home and gin when she'sout.
I couldn't stop laughing.
Yeah, by the time I landed hereand settled in, she was too old.
(05:16):
I don't know why he chose tooffload scandal after scandal to
me.
Maybe he was seeing how I wouldrespond.
My instincts screamed, don't bedrawn in.
I played it safe with, prison,Mr.
B, it's an X-rated soap opera.
He loved that.
(05:38):
It doesn't end there.
Down in reception, there's anassortment of female staff who
work regularly or who regularlypass through.
I dare not indicate who or whatdepartment because their job
title alone would be a deadgiveaway.
But there are two female membersof staff who are dabbling with
(05:59):
several of the lads.
I'm 51, keep myself out of thespotlight and never, ever give
off a hint, a flirt or apheromone to any female member
of staff.
I don't think it, and my eyes donot wander or linger, and there
is no male gaze from me,however, it had been put on me.
(06:22):
The member of staff has led allthe way.
I do friendly, not flirty.
Down here, hours of very littleto do whilst we're waiting for
the court arrivals createsboredom.
Boredom fuels anything fromsnacking to too much tea and
coffee and chatting, and thatvaries from two people to five
(06:45):
or six, either the officers orthe lads.
The kitchen is definitely a huband so is my workstation.
The door to my left is thenumber one gateway between
reception and the rest of theprison.
It sounds ridiculous, but I havea counter and a roller shutter,
(07:05):
a sort of corner shop, and lastchance saloon before entering or
returning to the wings.
Miss Triple X was bubbly, short,and at least two stone
overweight.
This is not being unkind, but adescription.
(07:27):
She wears specs too.
She flirts with the lads andthey show her loads of
attention.
She loves to be direct and talkdirty.
I've managed to swerve it,although she's stopped a few
times and been curious about myold life as in the lifestyle,
the partying, and the usual,what was it like?
(07:52):
Familiarity and a fondness to bedirect.
Even blurted out, I bet you'vegot millions stashed.
You must have, I've read aboutyou online.
Did you really have a Bentley?
There's a fine line in prisonwith staff.
(08:13):
Offend them and there's aconsequence.
This morning, five minutes aftersaying, how are you today?
She made it clear.
I'm in her sights and if Iwanted, she could just slip into
my workstation and we could havea little play.
You can go back later and have awank over me.
(08:33):
That's what she said.
I think the more I'd been politeand steered away from the usual
prison flirting around her, themore she persisted.
Don't get me wrong, Kenko hadalready had a little tickle,
like naughty school kids, andhe's been confiding to me about
her antics both in here and herpersonal life outside.
(08:59):
It's all crazy.
Let me set the scene.
I was sorting plastic knives,spoons, and forks for the packs,
and she was hanging over thecounter of my workstation, like
a brassy barmaid who loves daretrips.
She fixed herself in her bra,manhandling her supersized
(09:21):
balloons.
Oooh, you've made my nipples gohard and this bra's rubbing.
I'd been a gent.
I'm not inclined to be stupid orcross a line, but Jelly Belly I
feared was persistent and she'lltake risks.
The lads flirt with her openly.
(09:41):
If she's trying it on with me,then what's she up to with the
younger guys?
She's not slower coming forward.
Her parting, giggling wordswere, don't go to the gym on
Thursday, that's when I'm backin.
I want to see the size of yourcock.
I reckon you've got a properone.
(10:03):
Then she bounced away smilinglike a Cheshire cat.
One thing was for certain Iwould not be cancelling the gym
on Thursday and 100% I'm notconfiding in anyone.
That would be suicide.
If Toenails found out I'd befucked, and if an officer had a
(10:26):
whiff, I'll be shipped outwithin hours.
I fear Triple X's familiaritywith inmates will be her undoing
and I don't want to be aroundwhen it happens.
It's surreal how the X-ratedantics in the outside world,
still managed to seep intoprison.
(10:46):
I wouldn't know where to beginexplaining these shenanigans to
T.
It's great content but crazy.
Imagine holding hands on avisit, madly in love, and then
dropping in this grenade.
Nah, there's a time and a placemuch further down the line for
this.
(11:07):
But it does not end there.
The main scandal in HMPpresently is Ms.
Too Young, having an affair withMr.
F.
She's probably 23 at most, andhe isn't far behind me.
Never would you have put thesetwo together.
It's the classic, he's oldenough to be her father.
(11:31):
She's attractive and he'sordinary.
It's nuts.
Apparently, they went campingtogether last week.
He's married and fallen for her.
Fellow officers know all aboutit, but worse, so do the lads on
the wing and the rest of theprison.
This will end in tears.
(11:53):
Apparently his fellow officersaren't happy, especially with
the lads knowing.
Walton Prison knows about itbefore Mr.
F's missus and family.
There is a program on TV, 24Hours in A E.
I'm starting to think about myown called 24 Hours in HMP.
(12:18):
Last night there was ademolition party down in the
block.
The asylum isn't dedicated onlyto the wings.
The block down in the bowels ofthe prison is next level stuff.
It was like the Sex Pistolstrashing a place, but without
the music.
(12:38):
They were wrecking balls to theworst cells in the prison.
Reeve and I wondered what wasthere left to demolish?
Mayhem clashed with chaos, andSpice was definitely involved.
It went on for hours, them andthe alarms.
Just as the peace arrived, theseagulls kicked off.
(13:01):
By 8:00 am I was coiled like aspring, waiting to be unlocked
and speak to T for some lovenourishment, all eight minutes,
45 seconds.
Just as I put the phone down, itwas clear that one of the
inmates had indulged in Spicefor breakfast as the wing came
alive and another bout of thesick entertainment began.
(13:24):
The poor bloke i s runningaround like Quasimodo.
By midday, I knew everything.
Apparently a lad known as Rigbyhas managed to bend the steel
door to the point he can fit hishead through.
Officers are completely baffledas to how he did it.
Two of the lads off the winghave been down there on the
(13:46):
cleanup.
Both confirmed it's like a bombsite and flooded.
They'd ripped the toilets outand the sinks off the wall.
One of the lads has threatenedto electrocute himself if the
North West squad are brought in.
What they didn't tell me overthe counter, I heard as they
(14:06):
told officers the official stufffor the cleanup.
There's blood as well as piss,and the brown stuff's
everywhere.
Rochdale Rob gave one of theGovernors and security officers
the graphic version right infront of me as I busied myself
with bedding packs.
Ironically, the demolition crewneeded new blankets and bedding,
(14:31):
although they have no beds.
It's comical as much as it'sserious, and another sign, the
place is completely out ofcontrol.
Thousands of pounds of damage.
One of the guys from thedemolition party, SG, he's
(14:52):
friendly enough, but the ladssay he's crazy and loves the
gear.
J said they were out of control.
He'd been called out but turnedback once he was down there, 60
seconds was enough as far as hewas concerned.
There's a song by Fun Boy Three,The Lunatics Have Taken Over the
(15:14):
Asylum.
I've been humming it all day.
Young Dan commented I'm betterat humming than I am singing.
There'll be ship outs tomorrow,maybe even tonight when they
least expect it.
It's bad enough being an inmatecaught up in this madness, but
(15:34):
why would you want to be anofficer?
I sort of get it if you've beenin the job for years, treading
water until the pension andthose who are part-time are
benefiting from the overtime.
They're almost like agencyworkers on three and four times
the hourly rate.
(15:55):
A whole bunch of them aregrazing and earning more than
ever before.
But if you're young and not onthe old school contracts, then
it's like going to work to selfharm.
There was a bunch of recruits ina week ago.
It was laughable.
Pick the least suitablecandidates.
Make most of them fat.
(16:17):
Definitely they were bullied atschool and stick most of them in
specs.
And none of them looking over 20years of age.
In fact, worse, they were likesixth formers in prison
uniforms.
No disrespect, but numpties.
J said they were annihilated onthe guided tour by the lads.
(16:39):
They'd been terrorized throughthe doors as they walked around.
Mr.
H said he expects half of themto throw in sickies tomorrow and
the other half to just leave.
I return tonight to a card fromT and a legal letter, the latter
of which I'm not opening untiltomorrow.
(17:01):
I fear it is a choice between nogood news or more bad news.
Jeremy had to drive over toLiverpool and my old solicitors
to retrieve my old case files inboxes.
48 of them.
Appointing a barrister has beingnonexistent in the North West.
(17:22):
No one will touch my case,although we both agree that's
not a bad thing, as that wasclearly part of the problem
first time around.
When they are on the samecircuit as the judges, none of
them are crossing or underminingthem.
Careers come before clients mostof the time.
Jeremy is focusing on London,and I'm practising patience and
(17:45):
tolerance.
I cannot deny my enthusiasm andspirit has until now being
fuelled by his words, thestrongest grounds for appeal
I've ever seen, and, guaranteedwe'll have you out in 18 months
and my name cleared.
However, now that I'm in here,one realizes and experiences the
(18:10):
gravity of the power shift.
I'm trapped in here without avoice or an ability to
communicate anything that wouldmove things along more quickly.
From the moment I was foundguilty, the true force and power
of the system has completelydisempowered me.
(18:30):
Incarceration, branded guilty, afraudster, and untrustworthy.
Everything I have strived for,turned my life around for, and
believed in is now obliterated.
I haven't given up hope, butsense the forces outside are
determined to keep me in prisonfor much longer than my seven
(18:51):
year sentence.
The odds are stacked against meand although I press on with the
appeal, I'm also now fightingcase number two, POCA.
Worse still, the judge who putme in here is also at the helm
for that.
(19:11):
If it wasn't so serious, itwould be laughable.
Jeremy's fear is that themachiavellians, CPS, the
prosecutor and the judge are,well, it's not good.
I'm being hit with a 6 millionpound POCA and potentially I
could receive an extra 14 years.
(19:32):
We both agreed 100%, the judgewill pursue the 14 years.
I thought it was bad until thispoint but Jeremy said he had to
make me aware anything over 10years is fully served, not
halved.
Basically, we must win theappeal before POCA makes it to
(19:54):
court.
The bleak reality is I'm trappedin a cell in Walton and
seemingly going nowhere fast.
I've been preoccupied withwriting and deep contemplation,
but it is quieter on the wingtonight.
We're all exhausted after thedemolition crew and aftermath.
(20:18):
I tell Big Reeve, I'm just aboutto read T's card, and then I'm
good for lights out.
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