Category rehabilitation?
The Fear
The fear is … have I rehabilitated myself or has my bottle gone? I know it’s time to hang my gloves up, but … what comes next? What scares me is that my fear of prison is simply a mask just waiting for the man underneath to reveal his true self. It’s all well and […]
Teaching in prison, revolving doors and riveting reads
I’ve been told to put my money where my mouth is and write what I really think about prison education. I have to come clean and admit that I’m good at getting other people to write but not so hot at doing it myself. I spent 13 years inside a London […]