"Twenty-three years old and wanting to be done with it already? Don’t speak like that! You’ve got a lifetime stretching out before you.” This was Godber’s first taste of prison life, and Fletch intended to show him how things worked.

Ives possesses a certain unfortunate quality; were Elizabeth Taylor to bear triplets, he’d inevitably find himself positioned between them. Nevertheless, excluding him from Fletch’s latest venture in games of chance is simply unthinkable.

Fletch advised Godber that the key to surviving his initial night behind bars was to treat it simply as a peaceful evening at home. The unfortunate reality, however, was that Godber still faced six hundred and ninety-eight more nights to en…

The others on the work party were genuinely delighted by the prospect of being outdoors, but Fletch affected an air of nonchalance – after all, what was so remarkable about simply digging a trench?

Imagine anyone willingly spending eight hours each day mending fishing nets. Certainly not Fletch, whose ambition burns for a comfortable position within the library's quiet walls.

Fletch enjoys playing the role of confidant, and his fellow prisoners often seek him out for advice on matters of love and relationships.