If you’re worried you will never know what the inside of a prison is like – fear not.
In truth, I wrote this diary as a way of occupying my mind in the dis-organised insanity of HMP Wandsworth.
They can’t imprison your mind, nor can they confiscate it. So I penned down the adventures of my life up to that point. If you’re the kind of person who wants to read about organised crime rings, drug traffickers, gang violence, Ibiza and life on the run, then it’s probably worth you taking a look.
If you don’t, then thanks for popping by. For everyone else still here… let’s talk Gangsters.