International Law

Heatwave

By John Hirst

Just been down to the chemist's to pick up my eye drops and take Rocky for a walk. What a belter! Can any of you old codgers remember the Summer of 1976 when it started in May? The prison authorities had to paint the skylights black as the Wings were like ovens inside. We had many a sit down strike on the exercise yard, and even the screws preferred sitting around watching us rather than working. They would bring us all cheap ice creams, lolipops and gallons of orange juice. Prisoners were dropping like flies fainting all over the place. Oh, and there were the flared tempers and a few riots.

The good old days...

Full post as published by prisonlawinsideout on May 08, 2008 (boomark / email).