Michael (hello there!), my prisoner had been a 'kiter' (using stolen credit cards to obtain money) as part of a 4-man team (a 'jockey', or getaway driver, and 2 'grafters', who enter large office blocks and steal wallets from jackets and handbags. You still see police cars standing off outside Liverpool looking for 4-man 'firms' coming back from forays. Fascinating, but I digress. The prisoner in question had bought a posh house in a place called Formby, where lots of the Liverpool team lived. He'd paid for it with his ill-gotten gains. Being a congenial chap, he frequented bars and clubs where the players met, and pushed his high-class hairdressing salon. Quite a few of them used to go there for a modern, classy haircut. They wanted something much more than a short back and sides. The other prisoners told me he was good, and in jail haircuts are important; most men came out on the Visit beautifully coiffed! I tell this for what it's worth; I have no way of proving it. But when this chap was moved to an open prison, he was allowed to go once a week to Ipswich College to help train hairdressers. I know this is true, as I used occasionally to meet him in the lunch hour at the College, to have a cuppa with him , and the other 'pucka' tutors were there too. The open prison was Hollesley Bay, near Woodbridge in Suffolk. I visited several chaps in there, as they were coming to the end of their sentences and needed encouragement.