Day 629

Well I feel groggy and lightheaded. I could only put it down to the fact that they really thought I had a heart attack and have given me something to thin out my blood. Huggy guard keeps looking in on me.

Day 628

Ok. So if this is hell, or heaven, or wherever I am meant to be, it still looks like my cell. How odd.

Day 627

Well that was odd. The only way I could think of a distraction was the one thing on my mind, so I pretended to have a heart attack. I've never pretended to have any illness ever, and I felt a real fraud. But it seemed to work, huggy guard was so nice to me. They got out, I feel awful for that. Oh and my tea tasted fine.

Day 626

I die tomorrow. I feel so morbid. Anyway, today's job is to create a distraction. Here goes nothing. Or everything.

Day 625

Kitkat day tomorrow. 2 days until I start the road to push up the daisy's. Funny how you start getting flashes of your past. I remembered riding my tricycle around the living room today. I must have been 4.

Day 624

2 days to Kitkat, 3 days till I die. I've started making a mental list of people to contact. Its a good job with my memory that it's a short list.

Day 623

So Joe says to me this morning. "When you drink your tea the day after, you'll get a mild poisoning that will get you into hospital, out of here. Before you know it you'll be free." 3 Days to Kit Kat. 4 Days Till I die.

Day 622

Regardless of what happens on this Kit Kat, I don't mind if I do get forgotten. From that letter, I might be better not getting involved in anything. 4 days to go. Did I mention that already?

Day 621

Got a letter late last night. And quite honestly I am a little overwhelmed. Seems my lady friend has been doing some homework for me. Oh, and 5 days for the Kit Kat

Day 620

6 days for the Kit Kat. Not sure why I feel compelled to write the countdown in my diary, its putting me in a negative mood every time I start to write.

Day 619

7 days for the Kit Kat. I heard today that my "job" is "To create a distraction".  Not sure how I'll be included in the escape, but they assured me I wouldn't be forgotten

Day 618

8 days for the Kit Kat.  I saw my lady friend today and she smiled and waved a frantic letter at the window. Joe Missed it. Looking forward to tomorrow.

Day 617

9 days for the Kit Kat.  I saw Big Derek today. I wonder where he has been? I thought he had left. Didn't look too menacing today for some reason.

Day 616

10 days for the Kit Kat. That's what the meeting was about. It's countdown time I guess. They haven't asked me to DO anything yet, I don't understand.

Day 615

Another note, another meeting. Am getting stuck whether to say something or not to the guards. If I have to tell somebody I'd prefer to tell huggy guard, he seems the most genuine. But then Simon is the head guard.

Day 614

Was re-reading my comments in yesterday's entry "If I ever get out of this place", the plan that my neighbour had was ingenious and frightening too. Hope nobody gets hurt.

Day 613

Joe wasn't hanging on my shoulder today during walk around, so managed to get a long awaited wave at my lady friend, who gave me a very big smile. If I ever get out of this place, I want to meet her.

Day 612

Just worked it out. Can't believe it took a whole day to work out a 4 figure break! Wonder if the chocolate and biscuit meant anything?

Day 611

Another note from my neighbour "Meeting tomorrow, new plan for a 4 fingered Kit-Kat". Guess I wasn't listening when they spoke about "codes in messages"

Day 610

Came back from walk today to find that my diary had been moved. Didn't worry too much, I could smell disinfectant, so the cell had been cleaned out.

Day 609

Simon came around today with another guard, being all smug about some kind of promotion. More stripes on his shoulder. Good for him, didn't cheer me up much though.

Day 608

Had a letter arrive today. But not from my lady friend. From my old solicitor. He's not going to pursue my case any more as it's not profitable for him. Feel low today.

Day 607

Dessert again today.  Bananas and Custard. Wondered where the custard went!

Day 606

Not noticed my lady at the window for a bit, but haven't been able to wave with Joe walking so close around me.

Day 605

That was a relief. The meeting went ok, and they were just using it as a moan about what happened before and "welcoming" me into their group. Joe introduced me to two guys known as "Alfie" and "Rob" although they smirked when he said their names - guess they're made up

Day 604

The meeting is today, but I wanted to make an entry in my diary before I left. In case its my last entry, my bank account details are under the floorboard in my bedroom, and the key to my bank safety box is there too.

Day 603

A new note from my neighbour - "We know you are not a snitch. Special Meeting at Courtyard Walk Tomorrow. Be there, no excuses"

Day 602

Managed to spot Joe in the queue going back to my cell. Looks like he's in Cell 4E or F - hard to see from here.

Day 601

Took a walk today in the courtyard and avoided waving to my lady friend. Hoping that Joe forgets that I was waving the day we met

Day 600

Nothing happened 100 days ago. So not holding any hopes up today. A different guard took my letter this time.

Day 599

Spent most of my day analysing everything I had written in my letter, and re-writing a new one.  I've left out a few names in the hope that it will get through this time.

Day 598

Odd thing happened today. My letter was pushed back under the door with red "Failed to pass inspection" stamped across the envelope. Will have to re-read what I wrote.

Day 597

Wrote a reply to my lady and gave it to huggy guard, who was collecting the post today.

Day 596

Simon bought my lunch today. Rice Pudding for dessert. What happened to the custard? Nice change though!

Day 595

Got a letter today from my lady friend, it seemed a little different than before, but maybe I'm just a little wary from meeting Joe

Day 594

It was quite a chilling event yesterday. Meeting Joe in the courtyard while I was waving to my lady friend meant he knows something about me already.

Day 593

I met the counterpart today in the courtyard. He caught me waving at my lady friend.

Day 592

Huggy guard has been keeping me up to date with the events. It seems the ruse worked and I'll be let back into my cell tomorrow.

Day 591

I remember this cell from when they hid me so that I wouldn't get discovered for the inspection. Oddly, I am being hidden here again so as not to be discovered. Ah the Irony.

Day 590

Apparently it was all a ruse. I had been set up to see if I would talk, and I walked straight into it. The guards realised and pretended to storm my cell as well, to protect me. It also seems that Big Derek has a counterpart in my section.

Day 589

Yesterday Huggy guard burst into my cell and apologised for what he was about to do. Then hit me, shouted a lot, and threw me into Solitary. He said he'd explain more tomorrow, but slipped me some paper and a pencil and smiled at me. Can't wait for tomorrow.

Day 588

I am shaken up. Will explain tomorrow

Day 587

There was a lot of commotion from section 3 today, I am guessing the guards stormed the cells. Suddenly dawned on me what my neighbour might have meant about being silent.

Day 586

Told huggy guard about the information, who took the information away with interest.  He had a wry smile on his face, he probably knows the people involved.

Day 585

Came back smelling of smoke after the walk. That was an interesting meeting with my neighbour, who seemed to provide me with some interesting information about a planned break involving about 5 people on section 3. I don't know who are in which cell, but I will inform huggy guard tomorrow.

Day 585

Came back smelling of smoke after the walk. That was an interesting meeting with my neighbour, who seemed to provide me with some interesting information about a planned break involving about 5 people on section 3. I don't know who are in which cell, but I will inform huggy guard tomorrow.

Day 584

Received two "letters" today. One from my lady friend, who was simply apologising for not writing so much recently, because of a private "out of work" project is taking up her time. The other from my neighbour saying that I should stand by the smokers shed when we go for our walk tomorrow.

Day 583

Wrote my neighbour a note. I thought I'd ask more about his "plan" to get him to talk more. Might be worth talking to the guard about his discovery, although he did tell me to keep quiet if I wasn't "in". Wonder what he meant by that?

Day 582

Didn't hear much from huggy guard about my note. I guess everything is in hand. Haven't heard much from my neighbour, so might slip him a friendly note back. Have to think what to say.

Day 581

"Plum and Apple Compote!" ,(with custard), according to Simon. I am starting to warm to him a little, as he's getting more chatty. Not sure if he broke a rule today, but he told me about his family. Thought we weren't allowed to hear about the guards private lives?

Day 580

Was relieved to find out that Big Derek is on a different walk schedule that our section. It felt nice to not have to look over my shoulder on the walk. My lady was there waving, which was nice. She seemed to have another warm smile on her face, so reassuring.

Day 579

Gooseberry Pie and Custard. I was amazed how much custard there was, although I must admit that the cook is doing well thinking of new fillings. Not had any odd combinations yet.

Day 578

Gave the note to huggy guard. He didn't seem to be that bothered about it, as I expected him to be, and he took the note for consideration. Saw big Derek walking away from Solitary with an evil grin on his face. I know how he feels, it's cold in there!

Day 577

Walks today were delay until 8pm. Felt odd walking around in a floodlit Courtyard. I couldn't see very well, but it looked like somebody was still in my lady's office. The floodlights were just in the wrong place to see properly.

Day 576

Simon came to my cell today with my lunch and shoved it through like he wanted it to spill on the floor. It was stodgy rice, so falling on the floor might have repaired some of this concrete.

Day 575

I got a note from my neighbour today. It simply read "I have a plan. If you are in then reply, if you are not in then stay silent" I might mention it to huggy guard.

Day 574

An odd thing happened today and I wasn't sure what to make of it. Huggy guard came to bring my lunch today, and walked in with it instead of passing it through the hatch. And then he sat with me with the door open. Odd.

Day 573

She saw me today, and gave me a very warm smile. Looks like the weather is turning, so the warm smile was very welcome.

Day 572

I saw my lady again today. Although I don't think she saw me. I waved but it looked like she was looking amongst the other prisoners. Maybe she didn't see me?

Day 571

Heard a tapping noise from my "neighbour" last night. Sounded like he was tapping my wall. I tried to tap back and make it known that I had heard him, but a guard came along and told me to go back to sleep.

Day 570

Our section got a lot of jeers from Section 3 today as we made our way to the courtyard for our stroll. Not sure what that was about.

Day 569

Its nice having a range of desserts provided each day. Trying to count the different options before they repeat, although so far everything is with custard.

Day 568

Apple Crumble. There was no warning about the introduction to these puddings. Nice though. Worried about my friend. Not seen or heard from her all week.

Day 567

Simon was a little talkative to me today. Started off asking about general things, but then threw in a question about other inmates that I couldn't answer. Wonder what he is up to?

Day 566

Bananas and Custard. Odd thing is, for as long as I remember, we've never been supplied a dessert.

Day 565

Not seen my lady for a few days now, and I am wondering if my new walk schedule is at a different time to her breaks. Still not heard from her either.

Day 564

Its odd hearing noises from the other side of me now instead of just block 3. I kind of miss being on my own, but in a way its nice knowing there are others around me.

Day 563

It seems our walks are at a different time to section 3. And I missed my friend. I hope she got my letter.

Day 562

I have a neighbour! 3B is now 4K according to the guard. Walks are back tomorrow.

Day 561

I wrote a reply today. But Simon collected the post. Who knows if she will get it?

Day 560

Still no walks. The guard that bought the stodge today, told me that I should expect neighbours soon. Section 3 are getting split up.

Day 559

Everything seemed to return to normal today. Stodgy "meat" and starchy powdered "potato" bought by Simon. He sneered at me as he gave me the food. I still don't trust him

Day 558

I was surprised to get my letter today from the hugging guard - unopened. He said something about this week was a special week and he'd "let it slip" the screening process. I opened it and spent all day reading it over and over.

Day 557

On my walk today, my lady friend waved a white envelope at me today and smiled. It looked like she had just written me another letter. I can't wait to read it.

Day 556

I got a lot of jeers thrown in my Direction today from the other prisoners. Why? For some odd reason, despite the "security issue" I was the only person allowed to have my walk. I waved at my lady friend, who waved back with a handkerchief and a tear in her eye. I hope she is ok.

Day 555

Something odd is happening. The guard that hugged me two days ago, bought my lunch to me and left with a silly grin on his face. When I removed the lid, it was a roast dinner. A proper roast dinner. Not mushy potato and mushy meat. I can't tell you how good it tasted

Day 554

I woke up today to find a small packet left just inside my door. It hadn't come from outside, as there was no stamp and as yet - we've not been allowed parcels. I opened it tentatively and found an artists drawing pad and a range of colouring pencils.

Day 553

One of the guards came excitedly in to my cell today and hugged me and shook me warmly by the hand. He whispered "thank you, thank you, thank you" several times over and left again. Wonder if that is some kind of "getting to know your prisoners" tactic?

Day 552

Another cancelled day of exercise. The guard that bought my lunch was a little more talkative, and explained that there had been a security issue and until further notice exercise period's were cancelled. Wonder if it was because I have so many pencils?

Day 551

A lot of shouting from the other prisoners today, due to the fact that Today's exercise has been cancelled. I was going to ask the guard who bought my lunch, but it was Simon so I kept quiet.

Day 550

Took a stroll around the courtyard today. Saw Derek, looking particularly smug, who proceeded to give me back all the pencils I had given him, saying they were no long required. Not sure what he meant by that.

Day 549

I decided I would write a heartfelt letter to my lady friend. She seems so genuine and nice. I think I can trust her, I'm going to tell her everything.

Day 548

A guard mentioned (apparently by accident) that I was put in solitary because they wanted to "hide me" from an inspection. I thought it was because I had done something wrong. I think I was more surprised to learn that solitary is the only place that never gets inspected. Health and Safety is such a silly rule.

Day 547

It should have been my anniversary today.

Day 546

A new guard bought my lunch today. Introduced himself as Simon. Apparently came from some other distant prison, but I hadn't heard of it before. Not sure I like him.

Day 545

Derek caught me off guard in the courtyard today. Simply said "Good Morning". For some odd reason it really put the rattles up me. I don't like him anymore.

Day 544

Managed to find a secure place to hide the letter. Derek doesn't know my cell as well as I do. Felt better for doing that.

Day 543

I got my letter today. I was smiling again. But something was in it that Derek should not see. I had to hide this one.

Day 542

Oddly I've not seen much of Big Derek today. In fact, not much all week. I hope he's not planning to use that snippet of information. A guard told me another letter had arrived and I would get it tomorrow.

Day 541

I've toyed with the idea all day yesterday and today about whether to say something to the guards about the content of that letter. But surely they've read it already? I don't want them to know about my lady either.

Day 540

I woke up with a jump last night. It hit me like a freight train! I must have shouted out because a couple of guards came running. They didn't look too impressed, wonder what they were up to?

Day 539

I spent most of today trying to figure out what was so important in her letter that Derek would find useful. She waved at me today with a huge smile. Made my day go very well indeed.

Day 538

I finished my letter today and sent it. I hope she gets it soon. My letter was returned, thrust into my hand by a passing prisoner during the walk around. It was unreadable.

Day 537

Disaster! Derek caught me in the courtyard reading my letter. He took it off me and told me this was just the sort of information he wanted. I wanted to say something but some other prisoners blocked my way.

Day 536

I struggled to write a reply today as it meant facing some of the questions that she asked me."Who else writes to you?" Nobody yet. "What are you there for?" Maybe I'll finish this tomorrow.

Day 535

I met that poor soul on my walk again today, he told me his name was Derek and he was in the "exchange" business. I asked him what he wanted and he just asked for any information. I thought it odd, but told him I'd see what I could do.

Day 534

Its been a beautiful day today. Life is good. I kept my letter in my top pocket to read whenever I wanted to. I discreetly waved again today with renewed joy!

Day 533

I got a letter today. Simply written "To 4J". I spend my entire day reading the letter over and over that I missed my walk.I can't stop smiling.

Day 532

She wasn't there today. I felt a little silly hanging around that corner of the courtyard so much, but it's become the highlight of my walk.

Day 531

It worked!! If only I could hear, but it looked like she giggled! She wrote a big OK on a piece of paper. I guess that's her cubicle number.

Day 530

I think it might become obvious that I've not written to anybody soon. I really don't know what to do. Then an idea struck me and I wrote a large 4J on my paper. I'll try it tomorrow.

Day 529

We all were issued paper and a fresh set of pencils today. At least my dear fellow will be happy that he can keep drawing. I've stacked mine neatly against the elephant wall.

Day 528

I received a pleasant surprise today. It turns out my office worker has moved to some offices lower down. I discreetly waved and then realised, it's a lady!

Day 527

The guard that bought my lunch today mentioned that we would be able to write letters to loved ones soon. I don't think he realised poor chap, but it didn't help to have such bad memories return.

Day 526

I didn't see my dear fellow today. I hope he's making good use of the pencil. Maybe he stayed in the cell to do some drawing. I haven't seen my office friend for three days now.

Day 525

I found out today that my pencil was worth quite a lot of "favours" for me. It was simply a gift to the poor soul, but he was adamant that he wanted to help. So I just said it would be nice to hear from other people once in a while and he nodded and vanished into the crowds.

Day 524

Daily walks have started becoming interesting for me. I've met a couple of people in the courtyard who have said that they can "get me things" although not sure how. One of them said he only wanted a pencil. I am sure he could have one of mine.

Day 523

Wow, a surprise! I went for my walk today and was surrounded by other prisoners. Although I kept to myself, I tried to mentally identify the person who had passed me my notes. And I waved back to the person in the office block.

Day 522

I didn't get my walk today. Not sure if it was because of the response I got from reporting my door and waving the security pass, or if they have cancelled the courtyard walks. I'll see tomorrow.

Day 521

I came back from my walk to day and got back into my cell to find that the door to my cell had been left open. I looked out and couldn't see anybody. So I thought I'd take a wander and report it, taking the security pass that the bricklayer had left.

Day 520

I found it a little odd today that there weren't as many guards in the courtyard. So I just had a brief walk and headed back to my cell, almost unwatched. Was nice to read my book though.

Day 519

I am enjoying my walk around the courtyard every day. Life seems to be good at the moment, books to read - walks around the courtyard. And somebody keeps waving at me.

Day 518

It wasn't a one off!! Around the courtyard again today! They gave me a blanket for the walk, but I still couldn't wait to get back to the cell. And I found out the time, 2:12pm. Somebody waved at me from the office tower opposite.

Day 517

A surprise! I got to see daylight today! For the first time in just over a year I was taken for a walk around the courtyard. Brr, was cold so was happy to get back to my cell.

Day 516

The brick got cemented up quite quickly today. A bricklayer from outside came in - Harry was his name. He was also doing some work next door. After he left, I noticed he'd forgotten his security pass.

Day 515

I kept considering the brick today. I wondered if it was because of the brick that I had got so much gas, so I reported it. Cant have holes in the wall, can we?

Day 514

There has been an increase in security today. A guard has been in every hour to check that I was still there. What do they think I was going to do? Escape?

Day 513

I was put back in my cell today. The smell of gas has disappeared. However, a guard checked next door and fell down a down hole in the floor! Wish that was my cell!

Day 512

I like the prison Doctor, she's very pretty. A guard said I was hallucinating because of the gas, but the effect would wear off. They also said I might want to get back to my cell before I realise what the Doctor really looks like.

Day 511

I shouted through the hole today and there was a lot of scrambling before it went silent. The guards charged into my cell and before I knew it, I was taken to the Prison Doctor

Day 510

The brick fell on the floor and the smell of gas pushed through into my cell. A voice said " 'ere Bob, has that mains ruptured?" and I heard a low grunt that seemed cavernous. I looked through the hole and could see movement, but nobody screamed at me today.

Day 509

I felt a little unwell this morning. A bit nauseous and dizzy. I thought I heard voices in the neighbouring cell, but quite frankly I felt too sick to check.

Day 508

There was a lot of noise next door today. The guards were in and out quite frequently. According to the guard that bought my lunch, they think they can smell gas and have sealed it off. I looked at my baked beans and decided not to eat them.

Day 507

Bath Day!!! Yippee. I've had my hair shaved and a proper shave (by the barber) I smell really sweet now. They even put some aftershave on called "Parfum bon marché" - Sounds expensive!

Day 506

A guard came in today with some kind of detector. I asked him what it was and he said it detected certain chemicals. It went crazy when he walked in with it and so he ordered a bath for me.

Day 505

Nothing from next door. The brick is still loose and I can remove it. But it's a dark part of the cell even when the light is on. And I can smell something every time I remove it.

Day 504

There has been a lot of activity since yesterday. After that scream, the guards charged in but nothing was found. I am not telling them that somebody spoke to me, or they will think I am making it up again.

Day 503

The brick moved on its own today and somebody whispered at me "Who are you, you weren't at the health and safety meeting" But when I showed my face at the hole, he screamed and disappeared.

Day 502

I woke up with a start this morning. Something heavy landed on my foot and I realised it was a brick. There was a hole in the wall about the same size, so I put it back.

Day 501

I asked a guard about the noises and he confirmed that they had quite a few inmates turn up from another prison. But they have all been put in section 3. So who is next door I wonder?

Day 500

I've been here 500 days today. Wonder if I get a special treat? I heard a whisper again today and I know I am not hearing things, it didn't make much sense, something like "not the right plan".

Day 499

There's been a bit of noise and commotion today, a lot of distant cells being slammed shut and noises that sound like other inmates. I can't quite figure out what is going on, but I know I am not alone now!

Day 498

I woke up earlier than usual this morning. I thought I heard somebody whispering at me through the wall. But the cleaners in the corridor were so noisy, I couldn't work it out.

Day 497

I've discreetly written a note in the crossword puzzle and pushed that through the holes in the wall. One of the holes is partially blocked up from the other side, although the other two are ok. Hope he replies soon

Day 496

A whole pack of pencils! They must be learning to trust me. I think the wet note I found on the floor was one of mine left over from the pile dumped on the floor.

Day 495

The Book Man turned up again. Told me they revised the selection. He gave me a puzzle book explaining that they are trying to improve the IQ of the inmates. I told him I'd need a pencil, so he went off to find a guard.

Day 494

"Escape from Alcatraz - by John Campbell Bruce" I thought it an interesting title to hand out to prisoners. I was just about to start reading it in the mornings light, and the guard came and took it away again.

Day 493

My hatch rattled open today and a new face appeared. "Want a book to read?" Came a voice. I nodded and a small book was slipped under my door. The hatch rattled shut again.

Day 492

My light came back on today. No sign of the pencil though, and I feel desperate to talk to somebody again

Day 491

I went to write another note, but remembered that the guard had taken my pencil lead. I daren't use the pencil I keep with my diary, or they will discover this too.

Day 490

I've sat here all day trying to decipher the writing on the note. The ink has run from the disinfectant. Maybe I should just write another note anyway.

Day 489

I was bought back to my cell today. A cold two days in solitare confinement wasn't quite what I needed. My cell has been washed out with disinfectant and I've found a soggy piece of paper in the corner.

Day 488

Day 487

Day 486

My light was switched off today and my pencil lead taken away. The Guard said I'd be taken to solitary confinement in the morning. I hope my friend doesn't reply!

Day 485

I am not sure what to do now. The guards know that I have written notes, but do I write a reply to the other cellmate? I decided to write one with my left hand, then they won't think it's me.

Day 484

I finally opened the note today. It simply said "You are not alone". I can't stop smiling!

Day 483

I can't bring myself to read it. Its been sitting on the floor staring up at me since yesterday. Dare I look at it?

Day 482

Today a note was popped through a hole in my cell wall. My heart has skipped a few beats. I can't bring myself to open it

Day 481

I feel so low. Ever since yesterday I've been sitting here sifting through the notes that were left on my floor. I sound so desperate. I feel so alone now.

Day 480

A sad day. A guard tipped a load of paperwork on the floor of my cell today and I found them to be my notes. He told me I was the only one here and that I had been replying to myself. How could I have been so stupid?

Day 479

Today, a guard told me to clean up my act and that the notes that were passing through the walls were not acceptable. I've analysed the lyrics of the songs but can't find anything offensive with them.

Day 478

I've heard nothing from my neighbour. He must have been moved. A guard warned me to stop pushing notes through the walls, so I've decided to lower my singing volume.

Day 477

A guard came and took my picture today. He said it was "for the records". I never thought my singing was so good that I'd get my picture on the front of my own Album!

Day 476

I started singing today. Admittedly the lyrics were "Is anybody there?" sang in a way that nobody would recognise. At least then the guards won't know what I am saying! I am so smart.

Day 475

I got soaked with a cold bucket of water today. I thought it was a little early for my annual bath, but my "bath tally marks" were on the wall that the elephant knocked over. The guard simply said "that's for shouting". I wonder what I would get for singing?

Day 474

A guard rattled my door today and told me to stop shouting "is anybody there?" because its starting to wind him up. Ha ha, what's he going to do, put me in prison?

Day 473

I've not heard from my dear fellow next door. Lets hope he hasn't moved already. I can't see any light through the holes in the wall. I keep whispering in the hope he'd hear me. Maybe I should try shouting.

Day 472

I was given a light today to brighten my cell up a little. It was installed high up on the ceiling by one of the guards. I asked him how many others were here and he said "Just you" sneered and winked. I know he is lying.

Day 471

I posted a reply back this morning, hoping that my neighbour gets it before he is moved. Why would the guards lie to me about being alone..?? I finally saw the Elephant again today, although he didn't stroll through my cell.

Day 470

I found a piece of paper on the floor in this morning's light. And I am once again infused with happiness! I've had a reply to one of my old notes! It said "Don't give up. They may tell you that you are alone, but you are not. I may not be in contact long as this is just a temporary cell, but keep strong that you are not alone in this darkness"

Day 469

Its darker in my cell now that the builders restored the wall. Thankfully they didn't discover the holes to the neighbouring cell, so I can resume poking notes through in the hope that somebody discovers them.

Day 468

The old cell is completely different! It seems that what I thought was a source of light, was in fact a missing wall. However the builders have done a grand job, and everything feels claustrophobic again.

Day 467

Disaster! The guards moved me today back into my old cell. I hope that poor fellow doesn't think I have abandoned him! At least I am getting food again.

Day 466

I still had a bit of lead left over from my pencil, so I've written a reply to the poor fellow next to my cell. He seems as desperate as me to get out. Maybe my note will give him hope.

Day 465

Its dark in this new cell. I can't wait to get back to my old one. But I found something today that convinces me that I am not the only one here. I found some bits of paper on the floor from another cellmate. It looks like he'd been feeding it through the holes in the wall.

Day 464

I had some sad news today. One of the guards told me that I was the last person in the prison. So all those bits of paper I'd been feeding through the holes to the neighbouring cell were to no avail. I wonder why he forgot my food?

Day 463

I can't see the elephant today. Maybe he got moved too. There are a few polar bears playing with a penguin, but with their huge mitts, I wonder how they will get the wrapper off. I'll stick to a mars bar any day.

Day 462

The banging has stopped at last. Its nice to have a bit of sound now and then, but those builders were so noisy. Around lunchtime something different rolled under my door. It looked like a nail. I wondered if the guards had forgotten I was in here as I didn't get any other food, or the builders felt that I needed more iron in my diet.

Day 461

Well, I didn't get a very good mid-morning sleep today. Some kind of banging and crashing noises going on in my old cell next door. Sounds like they've got builders in doing some rebuilding or something. I wonder if they've got rid of that draft?

Day 460

I've put in a complaint today. After the visit from the elephant there seems to be a draft coming from somewhere, although I am not sure where.The guard looked shocked when he walked into my cell, I guess he didn't realise how much of a breeze it would be. Out of kindness, they've moved me to a new cell. Maybe they're not so bad after all.

Day 459

I spent most of my morning watching an elephant wander through my cell. It busied itself by sniffing the mars bar wrappers that had accumulated in the corner then continued it's journey. It looked so calm, relaxed and like it was enjoying freedom and then casually left again.
Maybe one day I will find a way out of this place.

Day 405

I've lost count how many flies have hit the bullet proof window. Stupid insects. My beard has grown down to my chest now and I'd give anything for a Gillette. Maybe if I could smash the window, I could shave with the glass.