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Date Posted: 04:50:49 10/27/16 Thu
In reply to:
david bryans
's message, "Re: Whatton detention centre 1970s" on 13:46:16 10/22/16 Sat
>I was 16 when i was at Whatton d c in early 1978, i
>was escorted by two police officers from Nottingham
>along with another boy a half cast we were handcuffed
>together. when we reached the detention centre we were
>marched up to the little side gate, it was just
>getting dark. i remember a man walking towards us from
>inside the wire he was wearing blue overalls and a
>donkey jacket he opened the gate. as we entered the
>gate the man who looked like a gardener or cleaner
>asked "what are your names", when i said David he
>punched me in the mouth,it was out of the blue i could
>not protect myself because i was handcuffed to another
>boy. once again he asked me my name, i thought he
>wanted me to say my full name so i did, again he
>punched me in the face, the two officers laughed and
>said you must say sir, so i did say sir, again i was
>punched in the face, "wait till i ask you to
>speak",those few seconds have stayed with me all my
>life i may have deserved to be in there but i didn't
>deserve to meet him. the half caste boy who i think
>wasn't to bright was asked what is name was he jumped
>to attention and shouted yes sir and not his name well
>that was it he was punched much worse than me but as
>we were handcuffed together i was dragged down to the
>floor with him,the reason i say he wasn't to bright
>was a few days later he received a beating by the
>screws because a boy told him that the panic button in
>his cell was to be pushed if he wanted a sandwich
>during the night he pushed it. after a while the
>police removed the handcuffs and left but before they
>did the one releasing the handcuffs said remember to
>say sir he's a bastard, so they knew how he was. we
>were taken for a bath and to get some prison clothes.
>the lads giving out the gear said try and keep away
>from Mr DRING he's a cunt that's when i learn't who he
>was. when we had been given all our stuff we were both
>taken along a corridor to a single cell as i entered
>the room Mr DRING said you have made the worst mistake
>crossing me then walked away i later found out he said
>that to everyone. after a week or so i was in the
>dinning hall eating i think tea when Mr DRING came
>behind me and for no reason he slapped me around the
>face it was hard enough and loud enough that a lot of
>the other boys heard it, as one, and knowing what
>could happen they put their faces down if he saw you
>looking that could be enough for you to get some, Mr
>white who was there just looked at me and said Notts
>county had lost, Mr DRING i found out supports them. i
>remember a lad called fisher being goaded by Mr DRING
>and a couple of other officers, they kept telling him
>that his mam was having sex with loads of men that's
>why he had not gotten any letters she was to busy,
>fisher told them to stop calling his mam but they
>didn't on and on they went until he cracked and
>started shouting, the officers just battered him, i
>was glad it was him and not me but it added to my
>anger. the next time i crossed his path was when
>someone had left black marks on the floor from their
>shoes i was singled out, given a bucket and told to
>clean all the corridor before i could bend down to
>start he Mr DRING kneed me in the leg and pushed me to
>the floor i must state that i didn't get the worst of
>his abuse, there were others who got that but i got my
>share, every time i was near him and he was angry i
>got hit, he could not help himself. there was another
>officer who gave out beatings on a regular basis but
>not as violent as Mr DRING his name was Mr
>MACKINGTOSH, i remember his looks and the way he
>walked reminded me of a clown but luckily i never got
>in his way. many years later i was watching television
>i think central news when Mr DRING came on the screen
>smiling away all his family having a lovely time, it
>was an article about his son or daughter getting
>married and they were going to wear fancy dress, i
>remember the old rage welling up inside me i really
>want to hurt that man that feeling as been with me
>from the first time he hit me and it got stronger
>after each of his beatings as well as when i watched
>him dish it out to other boys who had the misfortune
>of meeting him, that will never leave me i want him to
>get what he deserved i have told all my family and
>close friends about him and about the abuse i got,and
>that if i ever met him no matter how old he was i
>would not be able to stop myself from battering him he
>is and always will be a nasty evil bastard. i must say
>not all the officers were bad i remember Mr White
>shouted but he was funny with it "you fucking dizzy
>pillock" and i must mention a Mr Bray he gave us
>engineering lessons he treated us right and was a
>credit to the prison service, strange thing i saw him
>years later on it's a bulls eye with Jim Bowen i do
>believe he won the star prize. proof that being nice
>is rewarded.
Hi mate, I think your description of Whatton is great, it has brought back some of my own memories. I was also there in 78 and did engineering where we would try to pinch dog ends from the tutors ash tray. Take care.
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