their own right.
When Bell was
in need of isolation and privacy, he would climb the outside fire
escape to the prison roof where he had planted an array of
flowerpots along the walls. He would stand for hours looking at the
spectacular view of the beautiful Buckinghamshire countryside
irrespective of the weather conditions, yet even at that height,
his movements were monitored from the control room.
Peter Holland
was another good friend of Bell’s; He had been a chef on the
outside and remained in that trade throughout his sentence in the
prison kitchens. He had an extremely high sex drive and often made
excessive sexual demands on other inmates.
He would
arrange orgies in his cell which were attended by a few, and
occasionally Bell. The screws were aware of this and got their
pleasure by watching the group of naked men through the spyglass in
the door until they became bored and entered the cell after an hour
or so, to break-up the party.
Holland was a
large strong man, the black giant, as he was known inside. He had a
hatred for dogs and on attacking a young boy in a wooded area near
Leeds, he bit the throat out of the dog and sexually molested the
young boy as he tied him to a tree.
The police had
been notified by a passer by and when they arrived, he stabbed the
two policemen in the buttocks during the struggle, and then turned
his knife on his naked victim. He was given a hard time by the
screws for the attack on the police officers.
And a harder
time by the cons for his crime against the young boy.
Bell had seen
some terrible cases since his arrival, with many of the inmates
being so badly disturbed in their minds that they never recover.
Inmates didn’t gang-up on each other as they did in Strangeways
because they know that other inmates cannot help the things they
have done or still do.
Bell was a
sympathetic listener as he thought they deserved pity and
understanding, not condemnation.
While Bell
enjoyed his work in the prison gardens, the others went to the
workshops, where they are taught a trade – not just the rudiments,
but also one in which their skills are honed to perfection. They
are also given education classes on a daily basis. The skills they
learn are then put to use on projects to help the community.
The regime of
learning and discipline goes well into the evening, when they are
returned to clean their cells and those who fall short are denied
the very few privileges available. One is to reduce all leisure
times apart from physical activities.
The arrival of
a young and attractive 23-year-old had caused much attraction from
some of the other cons. He was a muscle-packed blond and over
confident on arrival.
Cons did not
like over confidence but liked muscle packed young blond guys.
As he was
walked to his cell on ‘C’ block, the others were chanting, ‘You’re
gonna get your little tight arse fucked in here, mate,’ where he
responded by hurling back confident abuse.
He didn’t have
to wait long for his fate, the first night in the showers,
purposely unsupervised by the screws, resulted in him being gang
raped by five of the most well-endowed inmates, one being Peter
Holland who was well-known to have the one flaw in his perfect
appearance, an oversized penis, which resulted in the lads
injuries, He spent his first night in the hospital wing to
recover.
He returned to
his cell the following morning a far quieter and less confident
con.
His name was
Brian Ripley, sentenced to twelve years for the murder of his
parents in Bristol.
Ripley had
served three of his twelve years sentence in Broadmoor prison, but
had been transferred after being raped in his cell by four
prisoners. He had made a small crude knife and stabbed one of the
rapists and was given a further two-year sentence for the attack on
an inmate, which he deemed as self defence.
Ripley’s first
crime was at the age of 18 when he was decorating a house in
Castleford. When the owner’s wife left the house, her husband