20 MARCH 2004, Page 20

THEODORE DALRYMPLE

It is well known that patients swear blind that they have never been told a thing by their doctor about their illnesses and treatment immediately they leave the consulting room. Is it that the doctor mesmerises them as a stoat mesmerises a rabbit? Many studies have shown that patients either do not listen to or do not absorb what their doctor says to them. Perhaps it is just that we doctors are very boring.

Being charged by the police also often produces such a state of amnesia in those who are so charged. If you ask them what they are charged with, they knit their brows, think hard, writhe in their chairs a bit with the effort and sometimes say that they can't remember. One might have thought that being charged was a tolerably memorable experience, but of course for some it has happened so often that one episode just runs into another. Their criminal record is a seamless robe. Is it burgs this time or domestics? Who can say?

Last week, I asked one young remanded prisoner what he was in for. He thought for a while, ground his teeth and breathed heavily like the average school-leaver round here when asked to multiply six by seven in his head, and then looked relieved when the answer came to him.

'Attempted law,' he said.

Attempted law? What on earth could that be? More than one person has given the same answer. I asked him what the attempted law actually involved.

'Well, see, my ex wouldn't let me see the babby because I'm seeing my ex. But she's seeing her ex as well, so I don't see why she should be like that.'

'And why is she like that?'

'Because my ex's stepfather's brother abused her.'

'What did he do?'

'When I was in prison the last time, he came round and kicked the baby what she was carrying for me out of her.'

'Why was that?'

'Because my ex was jealous.'

'Your ex's stepfather's brother doesn't sound very nice.'

'He's a nutter. He's slashed someone's face. He's on the brown and on the gear. He walks around with a baseball bat. Mind you, he's gone through a lot of social chaos because of the crack.'

'Do you take drugs yourself?'

'I've had cocaine substance in my body.'

'Do you still take it?'

'Cocaine – that went out of the window a long time ago.'

I asked him whether he had any medical problems. 'I've had my spleen out.'

'Why?'

'I was arrested.'

Was this shorthand for police brutality?

noticed that he had recently shaved his head, and there were several razor cuts on his scalp.

'Why did you shave your head?' I asked.

'For something to do.'

I asked him what he would do when he was released from prison.

'I can't go back,' he said.

'Why not?

'If I was on the estate in a car, they'd chase me off.'

'And your ex, or your ex-ex?'

`Naaaah,' he said. 'They won't let me see the babhies. I think it's unfair,' 'Why?'

'Well, I think children are innocent, don't you? I mean, they haven't committed no crimes yet, have they?'