H.M.P.
Dungavel
Once again I am on the move this time to Dungavel Lanarkshire,
a strange place when you first come upon it ,however I once you arrive your first day is spent locating your way round all
the corridors and of course there were prisoners that had moved from Glenochil, earlier that I already knew, I was only in
the place a few minutes when a fellow con pulled me aside and off we went for a joint....my first taste of a semi-open prison
things were looking up..
After an induction I was allocated a work party
which consisted of making the frames for high-chairs , I presume
they were going to eventually end up at mothercare I suppose it was a good cause, Dungavels gym let a lot to be desired
after Glenochils this was the pits ,however it would suffice,
as for the last 18 months I had been working out regularly and had a good build , the food was,nt to bad either, after a few
weeks in the sheds I applied for a job in the gardens which would allow me to work outside the perimeter fence during the
day...
Being a fifer means ,you don,t really get on with certain people
and I took advantage of this by gaining a job clearing out drainage ditches
and by myself ,no-one to carry as I hate people , who don,t pull
their weight.
I kept this job for roughly six months, and then applied for
a work placement, which consisted of working outside the prison and usually in Hamilton.
I knew a placement was going to become vacant at Motherwell football
club, although at the time I knew nothing of the jobs entailment..
However I got the placement and started going to M.F.C monday
to friday getting dropped off in the morning and picked up at motherwell college at 4.20pm not bad out prison for the week
, it was here I met soccer legend Davie Cooper scotland and rangers supremo, also a few other name drops Tam Forsyth ,Tommy
Mcclean brother to jim dundee united also Phil Odonnel who went to CELTIC football club eventually, also simmy ,who
broke Ian Durrants leg, honestly I could name drop all day.....
anyway I had a great time here and I would like to thank John
Chapman and secretary at the time Alan Dick and of course the groundsman Andy Russell and ole Jimmy never got to know his
second name, and also Karen one of the secretaries, whom I bought a colour tv from for christmas albeit I think I still owe
her a few quid......any way I had a great time even snorted coke in the directors box, on numerous occassions.....I was only
working her e a week and I met Gina Penman who ran the Fir Park cafe just across from the park, I was supposed to meet Gina
one saturday while out for a weekend, but I had already been picked up by my current girl-friend margaret mccauley from Hillhouse
,Hamilton.
I met Margaret Mccauley about 8 years previously in Blackpool
.I was to spend most of my weekends out with miss mccauley, mostly heading up to Oban after going to see my mother in Fife,
no way I was spending a night under my mothers roof,my step-father to whom I still dislike, mainly for the abuse he inflicted
on my mother and myself when I was only 13/14/15/ and we know why I didnt stay there,you see my step-father took my two dogs
away one day and killed them they were surplus to requirements
two lurchers they were flag and duke oh yes even after 30 years
I still remember their names, my step-father an evil man who still to this day is abusing my mother and her anti-depressants
and alcohol..even denying her a weekend at my new house....after 18 months at fir park I was informed that I would be getting
transferred to PENNINGHAME PRISON
a shame really because I would miss the money I received each
weekend I was out from Dungavel courtesy of M.F.C. usually a sum of between £100 to £150 but I grafted for this even painting
windows 60 foot up on the old stand at fir park.
I have many memories from this football but mainly meeting an
legend
Davie Cooper
god bless
gone but not forgotten
I cannot remember exactly when I moved from Dungavel to Penninghame
prison no.78/91
Christmas Party
This was my first event of this sort and although I did not have
any one coming to visit me I was sure the place would rock eventually, I was not to be disappointed, almost 150 prisoners
and family and friends all having a ball ,hot-dogs, hamburgers, the works really as the authorities obviously wanted us to
have a good time, never seen so much bevvy in a prison on one day, 1/4 and 1/2 bottles galore whiskey , vodka, barcardi ,
you name it , it was there tobbacco, even though I did not have anyone visiting I still ended up with a 1/2 bottle and a few
ounces of golden virginia
After a few hours the place was really rocking , everyone having
a ball of a time, it was a pity the S.P.S took the measures they did, to place a dark cloud over the event, up steps the Governer,
mic in hand excuse me ladies and gents, due to us receiving a bomb threat we have to ask all families and friends to start
leaving the prison, what about the prisoners ,are they allowed to be blown-up....nevertheless they all complied,
never seen so many drunk cons in my puff, while I was making
my way back to the dormitory , I must have passed at least eight cons absolutey burling, some I would say didnt even remember
they were in prison
after family and friends had left there was a lock down, it was
later I was to discover that at eight prisoners had been shipped out for being drunk and were now known as the Dungavel eight
cannot remeber names ,but I was not going to be very far behind them...
Severly-beaten-up
The dorm I was in overlooked the car-park which was handy ,when
you were expecting a visit, however that is not the storyline in this paragraph, this is about magic-mushrooms, and some of
the effects, there were four of us who had made a pot of tea, albeit with sillies as they are known
paranoia phenomenal
I remember being in the can when a fellow con came in and asked
how I was ,I replied if they are half as paranoid as I was then they were in trouble...
A few weeks later ,while sleeping mind, I cannot say what time
it was or what day, but I was awakened with a smack in the mouth, dragged from my bed and taken into the abloutions by the
cons.
NAMED AND SHAMED
These three fellow cons or if that is what you would like to
call them, stuart lafferty, tam (the mask)stevenson, and lasty vadiq lepowski
dragged me from my bed and preceded to knock the shit out of
me , with shorten broom shafts, I just folded up into a ball until they were finished, I did not know when they would stop,
eventually they did the reasons for this assault I do not know, but I can tell you this they were in a worst state ,for the
next few weeks I carried on as normal, as mind over matter I they did not know what my actions were going to be I just waited
and let them sweat it out.....however it was short lived as later that year I was to be carted myself back to Glenochil
caught in possesion of 48 temamzepam, albeit I had no idea how
they were mine as even the holdall they were in wasnt even mine and despite my remonstrations with S.O. D. alexander I was
shipped out, a nice thought as this was July 4th 1994 my last chance of parole , do they think I would be so stupid as to
risk my alst crack at parole I had been a model prisoner up until this day
in the eyes of the S.P.S
so it was back to Glenochil on a rule closed visits not that
I had any visits planned for my last year, I was allocated Ahall
