At the time, I was a problem child for my local authority and I was under the impression I was going there [to Red House] because it could offer me an education; it could offer me everything I couldn't be offered where I was from.
But it didn't turn out like that, for me and many others.
I was a child and I was being physically hurt by an adult and they didn't care about us.
We would be pinned on the floor. We would be punched. We would be scratched. We would have our legs tied behind our backs.
If we were on the floor, you'd have a knee in your side, you'd have a teacher's elbow across your neck and then other kids wanted to jump on you just to be involved because they were teachers' pets.
So the kids that were helping the teachers were being rewarded, even if it was just an extra £5 pocket money or extra free cigarettes... they were all happy to get involved.
Maybe I got away with it quite lightly because I was quite a big lad. I had friends in the school, but those friends would soon turn on you if there was an extra five cigarettes a day and the teachers said 'Go and sort them out.'