Day 89 'The signpost announces the North Sea Camp, one mile. As we approach the entrance to the prison, the first thing that strikes me is that there are no electric gates, no high walls and no razor wire.' Sixty-seven days after his arrival at HMP Wayland, Jeffrey Ar...
It's all an act. I am hopelessly unhappy, dejected and broken. I smile when I am at my lowest, I laugh when I see no humour, I help others when I need help myself. I am alone.
The final volume of Jeffrey Archer's prison diaries,...