Re: Prison
Fri Sep 21, 2012 12:08 pm
On a serious note, you will go to parc, which is the easiest number ever, ps2 good food, even the warders are ok.
Enjoy your holiday mate, prison is almost becoming this generations university, no real jobs around, go inside, learn a few trades and you can earn relatively well when you get out. All alleged .
Enjoy your holiday mate, prison is almost becoming this generations university, no real jobs around, go inside, learn a few trades and you can earn relatively well when you get out. All alleged .
Re: Prison
Fri Sep 21, 2012 2:50 pm
I did a month for double common assault! 
I know, tell me about it. Anyway, bitterness and feeling let down by the law aside, Cardiff wasn't anything really. It was more boredom than anything else. First time I got in I was clocked by every smack rat on the wing coming to my cell asking for everything and anything in return for sleeping pills. 
I always had one reply, no, f**k off, as I knew they were seeing what boundaries I had.
One thing I thank God for though is that I was celled up with one of only 5 workers on my wing (non working wing). So although I was banged up 23 hours a day I had fresh clothes daily and to be fair he had a lot of treats from doing peoples laundry's etc. So paper, chocolate, stupid amount of tea bags was plentiful.
I was on the custody wing for 3 days before that with a chineese man shitting right next to my head in the middle of the night, his manners were appalling and a right dirty c**t. Id never shit if he was eating, and let him know if I was was. 'oh pong, im going to have a shit" I used to say with all the actions. He on the other hand would just let one out whilst I was tucking into my 27p chilli dinner. 
Couldn't speak a word of English and left the TV on all night!! So moving in the new cell on the main wing was like paradise in a jungle of shit!
There were some right clucking rats in there though and I know it would have been a different experience if id shared with one of them, luckily they keep them c unts celled together usually, scum of the earth.
Short stint and still bitter bout it but one thing it will do is bring new focus to your life or make you more fucked up.
My only real problem was the FECKING MUSIC! Ban it from prisons, blasting 24 hours a day.
I know, tell me about it. Anyway, bitterness and feeling let down by the law aside, Cardiff wasn't anything really. It was more boredom than anything else. First time I got in I was clocked by every smack rat on the wing coming to my cell asking for everything and anything in return for sleeping pills. I always had one reply, no, f**k off, as I knew they were seeing what boundaries I had. One thing I thank God for though is that I was celled up with one of only 5 workers on my wing (non working wing). So although I was banged up 23 hours a day I had fresh clothes daily and to be fair he had a lot of treats from doing peoples laundry's etc. So paper, chocolate, stupid amount of tea bags was plentiful.
I was on the custody wing for 3 days before that with a chineese man shitting right next to my head in the middle of the night, his manners were appalling and a right dirty c**t. Id never shit if he was eating, and let him know if I was was. 'oh pong, im going to have a shit" I used to say with all the actions.
He on the other hand would just let one out whilst I was tucking into my 27p chilli dinner. Couldn't speak a word of English and left the TV on all night!! So moving in the new cell on the main wing was like paradise in a jungle of shit! There were some right clucking rats in there though and I know it would have been a different experience if id shared with one of them, luckily they keep them c unts celled together usually, scum of the earth.
Short stint and still bitter bout it but one thing it will do is bring new focus to your life or make you more fucked up.
My only real problem was the FECKING MUSIC! Ban it from prisons, blasting 24 hours a day.