15 October

Here are the facts. On the morning of 30 September I was sitting on my bed, writing legal notes, door wide open, when a crowd of warders rushed in dressed in riot gear - visored crash helmets and plastic shields.

Without explanation, my arms were wrenched violently up my back, fracturing a bone in my wrist, and my head held down to the floor.

I was then dragged into an empty cell and, always pinioned in the same position, stripped and searched. Again always violently pinioned, I was eventually dragged into a van and transported to a ward.

The unprovoked attack by the riot-gear prison warders continued for over an hour. My solicitors brought in the police to lay charges against the warders and are suing this hospital regime and taking action through other multiple channels.

In reaction to the unprovoked attack, I stopped eating on 30 September, drinking only milkless, sugarless tea/coffee, and am still doing at present. In my 35 years of captivity I have never touched a prison official or warder.

As the riot-gear warders dragged me around, I repeatedly said I could walk, but was completely ignored.

Obviously the whole unprovoked attack was meant to suggest violence on my part, and, second, to impress or intimidate - which it has failed to do. I had to wait 10 days before I could write legibly.

I've had a splint on my wrist for the past 15 days but it still aches. Multiple x-rays failed to ascertain bone damage as the wrist was too severely bruised and swollen for x-rays to penetrate.

Recent further x-rays revealed a cracked bone. A consultant from outside said I should have a plaster cast, but nothing was done. I've still been given no explanation whatsoever.

21 October

I am still drinking sugarless, milkless tea and coffee. Eating nothing since 30 September. They are systematically isolating me from the outside world, and have been doing so for the past 18 months - no visits at all except solicitor and QC.

23 October

I still haven't access to my main stationery - A4 blue carbon paper, oblong envelopes, stamps and pens. The riot squad prison warders trashed my room for four hours after I was dragged over to the ward.

If they sought to intimidate the oppressed population of this hospital by making an example of me, they have failed in that as well - several patients, including a woman, are now on hunger strike in this "hospital".

I am still only drinking sugarless, milkless tea since 30 September. Many consultants have seen me. They now want blood samples every day, my arms being now black and blue. As you can see, I am still functioning perfectly mentally, despite the multi-trauma of malicious events and noise.

25 October

Saw a professor last week - a consultant from outside, which explains why, with good intent, he gave me advice he'd give outsiders. I listened politely, then answered, "I have been in captivity for 35 years. I shall remain in captivity until I am dead."

Therefore, I am not in the least interested in being kept breathing merely to keep an ever-increasing, over-manned army of prison warders in lucrative unemployment.

What my life now boils down to is, I am a cottage industry, a goldmine of overtime for prison warders, and that is all they are interested in. The authorities here, by starting this circus, by deliberately planning an unprovoked attack on me by riot-gear thugs for over an hour, are now intent on punishing me for having my wrist broken, calling in the police to lay charges, and having legal action taken against this corrupt regime.

The questions I have put to (my solicitor) today: Can an injunction be taken out to stop the "medical" interference now being imposed on me in an oblique attempt to make me resume eating? Or can a question be put in the House to similar effect?