The next thing, the two men were tearing along the landing, both naked, both excited. Mr Ellington, the warder on bathroom duty that morning, was just leaving his little office as he saw them run past. He stepped back inside it and put the kettle on. Picking up his copy of the Sport, he decided, wisely, to sit the lot of it out.

Mr Borga and his assistant watched with smiling faces the antics of Davey and Chopper. As Chopper grabbed at Davey’s hair, and dragged him backwards, they shook their heads with glee. All the cons were watching now. It was a bit of light relief, a bit of excitement in an otherwise boring day.

After punching Davey a few times, Chopper picked the man up, standing with him above his head for a few seconds, like a champion weightlifter, before he threw him over the landing, to the roar of the men and warders alike.

Davey screamed as he hurtled through the air and landed in one of the nets kept in place for events such as this and for attempted suicides.

The younger men all gathered around and the warders pulled Davey O’Keefe back on to the landing.

‘Did you see him belt him! Did you see the size of that bloke’s hands? Like bunches of fucking bananas!’

Mr Borga said loudly, and to the amusement of the whole Wing, ‘It could have been worse, son. He could have smacked him one with his cock. Now that would have hurt!’

Georgio watched as Chopper swaggered back to the shower room, a half-smile on his face.

Chopper had done a great PR job on himself in two minutes. One, he had put himself on the men’s side by paying back a debt of honour. To grass was to die, even if it was over a mate. Two, he hadn’t really hurt Davey, just terrified him, which was a fair logic because Davey O’Keefe wasn’t a hard man. Three, his enormous member, and his good-natured acceptance of the remarks about it, had made him into a decent bloke. His chopper would be the talking point of the day with screws and cons alike. This was the man Georgio was banged up with, a man he knew would hurt him at the drop of a hat.

Thoughtfully, Georgio wandered back to the showers. As he watched Chopper under the water, he wondered just how long it would be before Lewis got fed up with waiting and demanded his money again.