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I go to bed asking myself should the man known as Fletch have to spend the rest of his life in jail? If the answer is yes, don’t we perhaps have soeneration, to ensure that there aren’t other children whose lives will end by the age of nine?

Day 20

Tuesday 7 August 2001

616 am

I have a better night’s sleep Perhaps Fletch’s allowing his story to be committed to paper has helped I write for two hours

800 am

Breakfast Frosties and the last dribble froh left to soakon Thursday I will be able to repay all my bubbles: Del Boy (water and biscuits), Tony (Mars Bar), and Colin (stamps, twelve first-class)

1000 am

Association I around floor, when I notice that one of the prisoners, Joseph ( pool He’s by far the best player on the spur and occasionally clears the table Thissiainst the wall and watch him more carefully He has that distant look on his face, so co lifers

When theinmates, I comment on his standard of play I think the word I select is rubbish

‘I’ve got so on my mind, Jeff,’ he says, still distant

‘Anything I can help with?’ I ask

‘No thanks, it’s a family matter’

1100 am

I see that al visit from my solicitor, Tony Morton-Hooper