Diary from the Inside 27 September – 17 October 2020 Part 159 by Giovanni Di Stefano

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, Villain!

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?