Confessions of a Coke Dealer Part 1: Glastonbury
Not everyone goes to Glastonbury for the mud, music and drugs. Some just go for the drugs. And to make lots and lots of money. Just as long as they go easy on the ‘personal’.
Confessions Of A Coke Dealer, part 3: Brighton Rocks
Ignore the dealers’ golden rule ‘don’t get high on your own supply’ at your peril as we blaze a trail of lies and deceit from detox to the laundrettes of Brighton.
How My Old Heroin Dealer Got Me Back Into Writing
Six years after kicking the skag, my creative juices were set flowing again after I bumped into my old dealer who was sadly still hooked…
Confessions of A Coke Dealer Part 5: Techno, Lemons and Heroin
Not so much a dealing story as a full-on cold turkey meets Spanish festival nightmare. That is until the French turned up, with their sound system and smack.