This is a story of the Visits I made over the years to men in one particular prison.
Sometimes we sa.
It was a bit like chatting to an acquaintance you would bump into in your local High Street.
Mostly, they just wanted to talk, ordinary day-to-day conversation, with someone from the outside.
Some had short sentences, some long and one or two had no prospect of release.
When I started, I had no idea of what the inside of a prison would be like and even less what kind of men I would be meeting.
This is a story of the Visits I made over the years to men in one particular prison