When I first moved to London I worked in a medium secure unit for a year and a half. It taught me a) they really are quite grim places, b) whilst you can never excuse their offences, so many had horrific histories themselves, c) it’s quite amazing how one can find space to have present day empathy with people who have done terrible things, d) however, some had done relatively little to warrant such long periods inside on ever extended sections
, and e) if on the street you bump into an absconder at 3am and call it into the ward, your life choices will be questioned!