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It’s been quite a week, one way or another. How best can I describe the whirligig of activity which has raged around me since my release? OK. Let’s start at the beginning, with me standing in front of the discharge principal officer back at Littlehey prison. (Am I allowed to name it now?) There he was with a large bundle of my money, counting it out-not once, not twice, but three times-before he reluctantly handed over the brown envelope and my release licence (“to be carried with you at all times if you don’t want lifting off the street, Wayne”).

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