Written 11th June 2007

Another bleeding vindictive liberty!

So, why can't she visit me? I'll tell you why: they don't like me to see too many people ... and it's only who THEY decide. They've not even got the backbone to say why.

Let me say this: Joyce served time over a serious stitch-up. I won't say much about it, as it's all in her coming autobiography, but she kept her mouth shut and done her time while the toe-rag who put her in the shit walked free. After she got released she went to Canada. She started up a hairstyle bizz and done well for herself. The rest is history. But in England it's always the same; your past is never forgot. They want to keep rubbing your face in it. The label sticks all the way to the coffin, and that's the honest truth!

P.S. The likes of Huntley can see little girls on a visit, but Charlie Bronson can't see his friends! That about sums it up!