I think this was a blessing in disguise because I was asking and praying to God for help, while my troubles where brewing at that house with her. I used to read the bible most nights when I was not working, and one particularly night I was reading revelation where it say in the chapter, “and you shall spend a short time in prison for your troubles because of me” this was referring to one of jesses decuples I think, but anyway I was getting hidden messages as well about me meeting or seeing God in prison, it said in the hidden message I used from anagrams in revelation, that “I would see god or the name of god in a windy town where the windmills are in the north by the sea”. I was really puzzled by this message and thought nothing of it, although I did write it down and showed my brother and my mother what was said. They both laughed and scoffed at me and said I was not going to prison. And I would never meet God, because no man can see god they said. With out dying. But I know there are more ways than one to skin a cat, if God said that in the bible maybe he meant something else like he usually does, maybe we cannot see him and live in his own image, but god says he moves in mysterious ways, and one image he moved in to will amaze you when I tell you in a moment.

I did go to a prison seven weeks after I was arrested for assault. I was sentenced to do four months in high security closed prison for hard criminals. This amazed me and my lower and my probation officer who where all trying to tell the judge that I had not even had a full probation report due to my breakdown

And ill health, with catching my loved one in bed with her illicit affair with the man I hit, who only had a black eye and bruised ribs, he wasn’t even admitted to casualty, he was taken strait back into my house by the police after I hit him, and I got told to clear off by the coppers, who where all in his and my girlfriends favour. The offender and my loved one are sitting next to each other holding hands in my house with the police being comforted and given support while I am outside in the cold and frost heart broken and utterly torn apart by the finding of him sleeping with her. This was told in court but not given any consideration to my defence. The judge just looked right at me and said four months.

The first week in prison was really bad for me, it was an awful reputed prison that stank and had cockroaches climbing the walls everywhere, and there were two suicides that week on my wing. It made national headlines and the T.V news, we talked about the two boys who died, they were not linked in any way to their suicides, one boy was so ashamed of his conviction he hung himself. The other lad cut his wrists for other reasons we don’t know. I knew the men who had to wipe the blood from his cell though, because they where banged up across from me. They where given the task of cleaning his cell, and the other who hanged himself by his bed sheets. I really wanted out of there straight away, but I knew they did not send short term prisoners to other prisons, as my conviction was for four months it only meant I had to do half the séance; witch was eight weeks in total. So I had no chance of going any ware. This put a flaw in my hidden messages then because I was in a prison in the middle of my country in a city no where near any windmills or sea shores. I think it about the seventh night I got desperate and started to pray to God for guidance. I have always believed in God from the word go, ever since I became conscious from birth, I knew that there was a power greater than ours that made us and put us here. A person should know that science may make material things and evolution can produce the rest, but neither can give sight or emotion that lends itself to something greater than any spiritual being other than God. I know that insight, wisdom, and good understanding, cannot be given from science or evolution or man. Those three qualities are behind even our own comprehension as we still don’t use them right, since the world is in such a mess it’s in today. Threes more trouble now on the planet than any ever before. And we cannot do anything about it as hard as we try. My prayer to god was for strength and insight to carry on and get through this sentence and find what the message was that I had got from the bible months earlier.

The next day I saw a friend from my town where I lived in the cell above me walking along the prison corridor, I felt much better seeing him here. We shared two days together in the court yard where we did our hourly walk for the day for exercise. Then the next day unrepentantly and without any formal notice I was moved out of the cell and the prison and taken to an open prison up north by the sea where the windmills are, called “NORTH SEA CAMP” absolutely amazing, I could not believe it, like the bible said in the hidden message, I would go to a prison by the sea up north where windmills are and I would see god or a sign of god, this was written as text in the bible that I decoded from revelations, the first day I arrived it was windy and eight of us prisoners stepped out of the prison bus onto the tarmac of a car park

At the open prison with no walls or gates, just lots of trees and fields around us for a perimeter. This prison we have in the auk is for trusted and petty criminals  who commit minor offences, and prove no threat to society in general. What a laugh I say. Well I am here I thought but how the hell was I given transferee status to such a wonderful. This as got to be the best holiday camp I have ever been to.

No lock up, no cells no guards or dogs, just a few prison wardens who looked of retirement age, and where never seen anywhere near the place, during the time I stayed there, the whole place was consisted of old army billets made from wood and a few brick houses that the prisoners called home.

Unbelievable. And we ran the place, the prisoners actually had the job of counting and keeping daily logs of other prisoners, who where brought in. the real prison wardens where about a mile up the road where they lived in real houses and roads and did keep track of what was coming in and out of the prison through a wooden pole road barrier that went up and down to let goods vehicles in and out. You could just actually walk right out of that place through any road or field with out being noticed, and trust me not many did. Maybe five or six absconded a year as I cannot say escaped for a better word because there was no where to escape from. We all had our own wooden room with heating and a window that had no bars and a door you could lock your self, we had our own keys to let our self in and out of the billet shed.

I should not have been there for my crime I committed by the way the judge sentenced me. I never got any news from my lower about this move or from probation officer, as later found out they knew nothing of it. They thought I had spent my whole time in that other secure prison. Like I say unbelievable.

I did not question this to the prison officers when I arrived the first day, they just asked me my name and number and date of birth and then said this is where I would spend the rest of my sentence. I had only served one week of my eight week term inside a locked up prison. The rest was to be spent here in a holiday camp. And what a very nice place it was to, to tell you the truth, because I had no where to go when I got released I wanted to stay there. I made good company and many friends there, I had no trouble from any one there at all. And I never saw any kind of fracas or intimidation from any prisoner and that is the truth. Every body got on fine with each other, there was no need for any trouble, every body had what they wanted, drink, drugs, tobacco, woman. You could just hop over the field  and bring anything you liked into the camp, most prisoners lived near by any way and had family bring all kinds of stuff in to the place, we saw all kinds of people come and go in  to NORTH SEA CAMP prison. Nobody gave a damn. I had never had a visit from my family while I was there, I never requested one nor felt the need to write to my family, I was in utter bliss, we had a music room for playing instruments, like guitar and drums and keyboards, all provided by the local fundraising community, we had a library and a up to date gym, we had medical facilities and small hospital, we had workshops if you wanted to work and earn some money for treats like tobacco and toiletries and toothpaste, but what the hell that was all brought in by the prisoners and by there families from across the road, where they lived. I have it on good source that some prisoners went back home at night and to there local clubs to drink and stay with there wife’s and family. This is true because some of the prisoners lived locally. Just across the road actually. The prison wardens who where active at the other end of the road a mile up from the prison must of known about this? But nothing was ever said about it while I was there. I had no temptation to run away what so ever, never really thought about it, only once while walking around the grounds one morning waiting for my Sunday roast beef dinner, I was getting a little annoyed that the chef had been late in last night from drinking to much rum he swapped for a piece of topside steak that was pinched from the kitchen. I looked around the fields and saw how nice this place was and thought what may lye behind the landscape, maybe I should just wonder off and come back tomorrow. But I suddenly changed my mind when the cook arrived. I Had only one week to go before my sentence had finished and I was a bit confused to why I was here, this prison I mean, I started to read the bible again while in my room, and I suddenly heard this scratching at my door, I opened the door and there was this collie dog a sheep dog just sitting there looking right up at me, wagging his tail and mouth open smiling at me. “What the bloody hell is this”? I said out loud, then the other prisoners started coming out of their rooms towards my room and asking the same question, I gave the dog a biscuit and patted his head before one of the boys came and took the dog away before I could do anything else. That’s was a really strange experience that night the dog came, everybody in the camp was unsettled and some trouble did start but not from our side of the camp, it was from the south side of the camp, I didn’t know to much about it but it soon settled down and nothing was heard of it again. Like I said earlier I never saw any trouble there but some exciting things happened, like military air craft one night was really busy in the area all night jets was flying by we hadn’t heard them before, but that night it was like they belonged there, they flew really low and seemed to circle the camp for hours. We couldn’t make any sense of it, and the prison wardens did not know any thing either. Well no more said of that. Then there was another night when we all felt religious, we started to see people getting bibles from the chapel, and asking if we all could feel something in air. People where talking about god for some strange reason, this got really confusing because I knew I was there to get a message from god but had not heard any thing yet. I also had a very strange feeling that something was a foot about this place but could not really tell what it was, my friends came round to my room asking me religious questions like was a preacher or something, it all started to get really weird, people I did not know came to me telling me there dreams, it was as if I was god or something.

Nigels Story pt 3