PART 53: LESSONS IN LOVE ARE NOT THE EASIEST TO UNDERSTAND AT THE TIME….

…….She slapped me so hard round the face at this crowded outside bar in Central London, in fact I still remember hearing that slap echo around the buildings where there were hundreds of people standing and talking, who turned round to look at me, to see what all the commotion was about……..

PART 52: SHE SLAPPED ME SO HARD ACROSS THE FACE………..

……..I thought to myself, I’m going to end it and just jump in front of the next train…….now that was the first and only time in my life that I’ve ever had that thought……..but I honestly felt for a moment, that I didn’t want to go on with life anymore……..

PART 51: SUICIDE IS NEVER THE SOLUTION……

……..I followed him round and he opened the door to the office, inside were three very senior screws. The most senior one went, “where have you been?” and I told him I’d been playing badminton. He looked me up and down and then repeated in a firmer tone of voice, “where have you been Pierce?” Finding it hard to get my words out I stuttered that I’d played badminton first and then went and had a cup of tea in my room (cell). I was thinking, shit, they know I’m high! Trouble is, when you’re high all you can think at the time is the worst, you start imagining that your eyes are giving them a clue that you’re off your face, so I was thinking, its just a matter of time before they realise…….oh shit I’m sooooooooo fucked!!!!

PART 50: I WAS CAUGHT ‘RED HANDED’ SMUGGLING CONTRABAND INTO JAIL…..

At this point I really started to panic……I mean, what’s to say that in the delivery of what I thought was tobacco, what’s to say that my mates, mate had mixed some class A drugs or weed in with this tobacco, so that I would unknowingly smuggle it into jail!! It doesn’t matter to them if I get caught does it? Oh fuck what have I done, I could get more jail time added to my sentence and all because I wanted to act like Mr Big……that’s when the panic started to set in! Now I’m starting to believe that I could have been stitched up……….

PART 49: HOW EASY DO YOU THINK IT IS TO SMUGGLE THINGS INTO PRISON?

………..next minute we’re both marched off down to the block where we’d have to explain ourselves to the Governor…….look, they take fighting seriously in jail,  you get shipped out for fighting and moved back to the  jail where you came from, which was BRIXTON PRISON!!……oh shit, that’s the last place I want to be sent back to, considering the problems that I had with the Governor there before I was sent up here!!!!

PART 48: Going to Jail??? Then you’re going to need Soap on a Rope……

When I first went into Prison my brother sent me some soap on a rope, he said that you don’t want to be bending over in the Prison showers…..which brings me nicely to a shower story…………

PART 47: I’M GOING TO GET SECTIONED……..WITH RAPISTS & PEDOPHILES…….OMG!!

Anyway as the night goes on, we were playing cards and were laughing and joking with rosy cheeks aided by our mugs full of our very potent home brewed hooch…….when all of a sudden my cell door burst open and in walks this prison guard…. 

PART 46: Would you know what a pedophile looked like?

Later on, we’d find out that these were sex offenders, pedophiles, nonses or whatever word you want to call these sick bastards….but at that time I didn’t know what offence they’d committed when they walked past – I was just looking at them and just thinking shit, this place does not look good, as they shuffled past outside with their heads hung down low!

PART 45: “SIT DOWN PIERCE BEFORE WE MAKE YOU SIT DOWN!”

‘Now calm down Pierce, let’s not get out of control’! the Govenor said calmly…….I stood there and hurled more abuse at them, screaming obscenities……The Governor looked me up and down and then in a much deeper tone of voice, like he really meant business this time he growled…..

“SIT DOWN PIERCE BEFORE WE MAKE YOU SIT DOWN!”

PART 44: You can’t change what’s happened in life, you have to deal with the aftermath as best as you can!

 

I hadn’t had anything sweet for days, they were only the plain digestives but i was so looking forward to eating them. On my way back to my cell I walked past this muscle bound skinhead, who only just decided to turn around and closely follow me back, as I walked in proceeded to push me into the cell and then push the door shut behind him, he looked menacingly at me and then growled……….