The jail is full of adages and pearls of wisdom applicable to the environment.
“They can lock the locks, but they can’t stop the clocks” is one of them, but my favourite is “the days drag, but the weeks fly”.
I’m beginning to understand that one.
As I sit here in the prison library I’m now into my sixth week and although the days are long and monotonous, the weeks have certainly flown. We tend to be locked up between 21 and 22 hours a day so they definitely drag, but to consider that I’ve done six weeks inside makes me realise the weeks do indeed fly.
I’ve spoken to my sister Lynn about the Defend Tommy Sheridan meeting on Monday night and she was very pleased with the event. She thought there was over 150 people in attendance and all the speakers were really good.
She said Gail spoke really well and received two standing ovations.
That was really good to hear and made my eyes well up with tears of pride. She is such a strong and beautiful woman. I’m so lucky to have her as my wife and the mother of my child. Lucky and proud.
I also spoke to wee Gabrielle the other night.
Her angelic voice makes me want to reach through the phone and hold her tight. The thought of missing her sixth birthday in May, and her first day in primary two in August kills me.
But I’m not the only one.
Everyone with a child in here misses them like crazy. It’s undoubtedly the hardest part of the sentence. It constitutes a real punishment.
My cell mate, or co-pilot as they are known in here, and I share a right few laughs, and I now have him hooked on The Weakest Link!
From not being bothered, he now sits alongside me and attempts to answer the questions. In return he has influenced my musical tastes through his insistence on tuning into the E4 music channel during the day.
I still love Carly Simon and Rod Stewart, but I now appreciate the great lyrics and singing talent of Jessie J and Adele. Their ‘price tag’ and ‘someone like you’ numbers are brilliant. The voice of Adele is so rich and powerful. It is haunting in a pleasant sense.
It is so frustrating on the political front to be incarcerated whilst the anger against the ConDem cuts agenda grows.
How dare this Government of pampered and privileged millionaires promote the callous lie that there is no alternative to the cuts! What complete tosh!
Proper taxation of big business and the billionaire tax dodgers alone would pull in an additional £85 billion to the exchequer every year.
If the banks and insurance companies were also socialised and run for maximum benefit to society instead of maximum profit to fat cat bosses and shareholders we would be facing significant expansion of public services and public service jobs, not the butchery on offer from the ConDems.
There is an alternative.
A fairer, and more economically sound alternative that combats the obscene greed that got us into the financial poo in the first place. This “crisis” is not the fault of ordinary pensioners and public sector workers.
They should not be made to pay for the irresponsible actions of the bankers in an industry de-regulated for them by new Labour.
These cuts must be resisted by every worker and young person, and the lie that there is no alternative repelled as the duplicitous myth it is.
In recognition of International Womens Day on March 8th I want to use this blog contribution to pay tribute to a very special Socialist woman and friend of mine who has recently received bad news.
She is one of the finest human beings I have ever had the pleasure to know and fight alongside against the Poll Tax, poverty and illegal wars.
She and her wonderful partner recently sent me a beautiful card that was full of energy and spirit designed to help me stay strong. She already knew of her unfair and terrible fate but chose not to mention it.
Typical of her whole life, she was thinking of me and my feelings and didn’t want me to be upset.
I hope she reads this blog and realises how much she is loved and respected not just by me, but by everyone who knows her. Few have the ability to light up the lives of those they meet so effortlessly.
This Socialist woman does, and she epitomises why it is right to celebrate International Womans Day.
I salute you Comrade,
Tommy







