Wow, it’s just hit me that it’s been over a year since I was first raided by the police. I’m still unaware whether they knew it was me who basically begged them to do so. The only piece of information I gained was that “an anonymous individual provided them with the intelligence” as to the goings-on in my home. When I asked whether they knew this individual was actually ME; they never gave me an answer. Upon urging the police to look at the intelligence (a.k.a the numerous Cr

Have you ever had or have a Marmite Friend? One of those friends who you’ve known for time. That are always there by your side when you’re in hospital/police custody/a family members funeral/fighting your corner when confronting your enemies… You both have a sixth sense about one another. Every crisis and they seem to call at the perfect moment. You can hang around with them, banter, laugh, gossip and never experience those awkward silences you have with other friends. But at

So my trial set for the beginning of October regarding possession of 3 bags of heroin was dropped. However, a teeny weeny obstacle has popped up in the fact that there’s a warrant out for my arrest… Because I’m a class-A, naive, gullible twat; I ran away to a strange city, with a guy who was running from the people who had stabbed him. Then after weeks of me financially supporting him, sacrificing my own needs for him, and thinking only of his needs…a £4,000 sum of backdated