A while ago I wrote about how I was pleasantly surprised to find that a regime instigated problem wouldn’t be held against me by the Open University and the OU coordinators here at the prison when they granted me extra time to finish the penultimate course of my degree and registered me for the final course too. Since then things have moved on a bit.
Life doesn’t have to be difficult. Things don’t have to become complicated. If you treat life simply, it can and it should just be simple. But in prison, this very often isn’t the case. In fact, it is so rarely the case that it truly shocks me when things are done right or done well. I wish that wasn’t the way it is, but it is. And just lately I got a real shock when something was done even better than I thought possible.