Peter says: “So, I think ending up in jail… it done me a favour, really…”

A window into LandWorks

It wasn’t until I was doing some groups in jail and this is pretty much my only real jail sentence… I was doing a group, we used to do a group every two-weeks together, like a ‘smart’ group and it wasn’t until we were picking holes in my sort of life, that I realised the two times I’ve really gone off the rails is when my father died and then again when my mother died. That sort of put the pieces together. I don’t think I do grief well, that’s what it boils down to. It’s not an excuse. I never was an angel before that. When I was younger, I used to come off from sea and I was drinking and fighting, grew out of that. Tried to do the family thing. Don’t know, here I am…

What happened was, I came home from sea, beginning of 2014, because…

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