Richard Feidler

I was so sick I couldn't do anything.

My parents didn't want me there.

They never really wanted me there.

But I had nowhere else to go.

So I slowly recovered enough to look for work.

But I was straight in that time.

I wasn't drinking or smoking cigarettes, but that's it.

And then I started looking for work and I found this job with this, they were called NACRO, which was looking after young kids out of jail or with drug and alcohol problems, like a residential care network.

Yeah, exactly.

Government funded.

I mean, I was a compassionate person if I'd thought about it, but I just could see that I wanted to help people, even though I was hopelessly not looking after myself.

Yeah.

So, you know, I told them about my travels and I don't know, I just had an interview and they gave me this job as a residential care worker looking after all these kids.

But what I was to find was Patrick, my team leader, and it was actually a drug, like he was using it to distribute drugs and I became one of his drug dealers.

And out came the cocaine, out came the heroin, out came... This is your boss?

This is my boss.

No, not to the residents, but to Manchester.

So I would get very, very good quality dope from him and I'd be selling it and he'd be providing me and I'd make some and he'd make some.

So the whole thing was a front.

No one knew, not till it all fell apart.