Sunday 27 September 2020
10.26 pm – Nothing much of importance today other than the heating came on, thank heavens because last night was effing cold. They did not send me to prison to freeze to death. Thank God someone had the good sense to be humane.
Monday 28 September 2020
08.59 pm – Yet again, nothing but pure lies from the State. I have to find a real solution to this web of intrigue.
Tuesday 29 September 2020
10.40 pm – Now, a lot of people are getting frustrated about my situation it really, is becoming a farce.
Wednesday 30 September 2020
09.11 pm –
Oh, Viper without redemption
Thursday 1 October 2020
It just goes to show what liars the Government and prison service officials are; an undertaking was given to my counsel that, today I would be ‘seen and explained’ my situation. Fuck all happened. No one came to see me and just another delay to try and delay my going to court. The conduct of the government is in any case wholly reprehensible and, now the only option is to fight in court – their court
Friday 2 October 2020
10.26 pm – Some small development but my gut instinct is that the court will be the real solution and why the delay I don’t know.
Saturday 3 October 2020
09.42 pm – I am watching an old black and white film called ‘A Day To Remember’ and, there is a scene where after the war a soldier goes to Boulogne in France and puts flowers on the tomb of his friend who died on 10 December 1944. So, I thought to myself – well, I’m being buried in my village in Italy. I wonder if any friends will put flowers on my grave?
Sunday 4 October 2020
09.30 pm – Today both Manchester United and Liverpool lost 6 – 1 and 7 – 2. The funny thing is that both teams they played are nowhere near in the league of Man. United and Liverpool. But it shows this – the bigger you are, the harder you fall.
Monday 5 October 2020
08.38 pm – Today has been probably the lowest fucking day of the last 7 ½ years. The realisation that the State can keep me here on clearly false/forged orders is beyond even me. I hope I can first keep the smile on my face to hide the hurt I feel.
Tuesday 6 October 2020
10.22 pm – What can I say about today other than it has been a somewhat productive day that I hope will lead to something.
Wednesday 7 October 2020
08.01 pm – This whole situation of being in prison on (a) forged PNC and (b) a forged warrant of commitment, is really, getting me down because none of the authorities gives a fuck about wrongdoing on the part of the State. That is not how in a truly democratic world it is meant to be – but it is.
Thursday 8 October 2020
09.24 pm – Yet another very stressful day. Why? Because I cannot understand how one gives a fuck that someone forged my PNC and clearly, forged a Warrant of commitment from the Westminster Magistrates Court. Everyone knows but no one is doing anything about it.
Friday 9 October 2020
10.21 pm – Exiting day but the morning (first part) did not go well as the prison made a mistake in my video call with Caroline but fair play to them, they rectified it in the afternoon. Saw my youngest son Gianni today on a video call. Not seen him for 8years. Wicked really from the police State to deny me access to my family for so long but it was great to see him. Next week is my dateline day – if I don’t have access to justice then I will be made pre-active in a manner that will surprise and shock all.
Saturday 10 October 2020
11.01 pm – Today I listened to the plan from my lawyers about the timeline for my release. No one seems to understand the effect unlawful detention is having on me and what is more the prison do not deny I am held on a suspect warrant of commitment. Truly insane situation. I am in this rat trap and, even with forged/false warrants, this rogue State gets away with arbitrary detention. At some stage, I won’t just sit and take it.
Can I get kissed first – as it were????
Sunday 11 October 2020
10.06 pm – Death – where is thou sting if you do not reciprocate my quest and demand for truth and justice???
Monday 12 October 2020
09.47 pm – Yesterday I saw two – yes – two rainbows with one above the other. An incredible sight that moved me so much I reminded myself of the power of the elements.
Tuesday 13 October 2020
10.38 pm – I told Caroline today that the last few months my diary entries have been rubbish, but she said to carry on. I hope you all understand that my diary reflects how I feel. How do I feel? I feel I have been fucked over by the State – (i) My PNC was forged and (ii) My warrant of commitment is suspect and (iii) no one gives a fuck from the authorities. Thus, how I feel reflects my diary contents.
10.41 pm – But, tomorrow, 41 years ago a great thing happened: – my first son was born. I was 24 and, when he was born, he never came with a set of instructions. But 41 years later he has two wonderful boys of his own, Wow!!!
Wednesday 14 October 2020
09.13 pm – Today it is my son’s birthday. He is 41!!! Yes, 41!!! Where have 41 years gone? I guess at some stage we all think about time, passed. I was not expecting to be still here but as St Augustin said in his ‘confessions’: – “Blessed is he who expected nothing for he is seldom disappointed.”
Thursday 15 October 2020
09.54 pm – Another completely effing futile day having achieved sweet fuck all and still caught in this rat trap.
Friday 16 October 2020
10.36 pm – Today has been an acutely disappointing day primarily because I have allowed the British Government to simply abuse my freedom why I simply don’t know and no one can really, do fuck all about it.
Saturday 17 October 2020
06.21 pm – Seems all the fucking stress I now have to be checked for an abdominal aortic aneurysm. What more can fate hit me with?
6 thoughts on “Diary from the Inside 27 September – 17 October 2020 Part 159 by Giovanni Di Stefano”
I wrote to you and you kindly replied a few years ago. You told me about your gold frames from Mr A.
I read your diaries with interest, concern and hope. I truly hope this is all dealt with soon.
Caroline is doing an amazing job for you out here and so many people are rooting for you. Never ever forget that.
Do not fall foul of the Iron Claw of depression mate. Its easy to go under faced with what you are dealing with but DO NOT GIVE THEM THE SATISFACTION.
Remember the saying from one of the Rocky’s:
ITS NOT HOW MANY TIMES YOU GET HIT, ITS HOW MANY TIMES YOU GET UP.
Stay off your knees my friend, shoulders back, chin up. Be the unbeatable Gio we know. I am writing to you tonight.
Until we can share a bottle of Amarone!
I hope this note finds you well, or as well as one can be when held by the State. Carolyn has been kind enough to keep me updated on your status.
The goal of your captors is to induce despair. Should they succeed, it will bring them great pleasure and a significant sense of accomplishment.
Conversely, your continued failure to capitulate and determination to do battle is key to resisting. Just think about how happy it would make certain people to see you fold. You must remain resolute, do battle at every turn, exhaust all remedies.
We all hope to see you soon.
tell those fucking bastards to let you out. lying aresholes and go to the newspapers. i would
we must fight against injustice and this corrupt archaic system.
we are all waiting for you to come out
please be strong and i forgot you could comment or i would have. M sends his love!!
i sent you a card you obviously didnt receive it cos those tossers are not giving it to you
so glad to hear you have cleared the health problem. that is definitely a sign
Giovanni ! Please don’t even consider stopping the diaries !!
I always read your diaries as an insight into where your mind is at that time, very important to record everything you are feeling, soon you will get to look back on these from a totally different place and that will bring you joy ! What is important is that as an artist you need to feel things deeply, and it’s so evident sometimes from just one line, words are so powerful, and you are a wordsmith. Use this time to recharge ready for your release, because I’m sure you won’t waste one minute when you are released.