So at the end of last year i was out in Spain where i had an apartment that
was being sold. I had 250 grams of Soap Hash Bar of a very nice standard and I
also had a bar of Pollen which weighed 100 grams. The Pollen was very high
quality and a fantastic smoke. The reason I bought the bars of hashish was
because they were so cheap. Each bar cost me 150 euro’s so it worked out less
than £250 for the lot which was bloody awesome for the quality.
So I sold the apartment, loaded the van and thought i would pack the hash into a few boxes in the back. It was not a massive planned operation, nor was it a profitable one at that as the cost of driving back from Spain to the UK is a lot more than you would have thought. Including Toll Fees, Petrol and the Ferry cost it is somewhere in the region of around £600 for a one way trip. I drove from Alicante all the way down to Bilbao (8 hours) and got the Ferry from there to Portsmouth. When I drove off the boat, immediately I began to shit myself and realize the error of my way..!
As I drove off the boat they were letting all the vehicles drive straight through with a simple wave of the passport so naturally it seemed I was in the clear.
Out of every driver that came off the boat I was the only one they pulled over at the docks. The cannabis was well wrapped in around 7 layers of bags and brown tape, washed each time it was wrapped so it certainly was not the smell that got me pulled over. I was holding out hope and with nerves of steel i braved it. I got out and began talking as though everything was sweet as it could be and I could not have been friendlier if i tried. They searched the vans contents with every single item laid out on a bench next to me and began opening all the empty boxes and bags. They searched everything and finally it seemed i was in the clear when the guy starts unwrapping my tv box that the hash was in. I lit up a cigarette walked to the side and realised that was my last smoke of the day.
After finding the sealed brown package they decided to spend the next 4 hours dismantling the entire van. With a team of about 20 customs agents they took the whole thing apart and I mean everything. Of course they were not going to find anything, why would I leave 350 grams of puff for them to clearly find if i was hiding multiple kilograms somewhere else? It simply did not make sense!
So I was arrested by Portsmouth customs and excise and questioned under caution etc and finally taken to Portsmouth station. Where I was charged and placed in a cell which i thought was going to be my bed for the night. To be fair the officers there were very nice and the finger print guy even gave me some Ginster pies while i was chatting to him. He said it was just a job to earn money t finish his home building project and he even made me a decent cup of coffee.
So after a few hours of interrogations and most of the night in the cells came my interview. I openly admitted the whole thing from start to finish and said it was clearly not for profit and bought as a personal stash and they seemed happy with that and let me out to appear in court in the coming months ahead. It was funny actually because they offered to give me a lift to the station as it was the early hours of the morning by this time. One of the main customs officers drove straight into the barrier and i said to her she needs to lay off smoking on that pollen they took off me ;-)
So I sold the apartment, loaded the van and thought i would pack the hash into a few boxes in the back. It was not a massive planned operation, nor was it a profitable one at that as the cost of driving back from Spain to the UK is a lot more than you would have thought. Including Toll Fees, Petrol and the Ferry cost it is somewhere in the region of around £600 for a one way trip. I drove from Alicante all the way down to Bilbao (8 hours) and got the Ferry from there to Portsmouth. When I drove off the boat, immediately I began to shit myself and realize the error of my way..!
As I drove off the boat they were letting all the vehicles drive straight through with a simple wave of the passport so naturally it seemed I was in the clear.
Out of every driver that came off the boat I was the only one they pulled over at the docks. The cannabis was well wrapped in around 7 layers of bags and brown tape, washed each time it was wrapped so it certainly was not the smell that got me pulled over. I was holding out hope and with nerves of steel i braved it. I got out and began talking as though everything was sweet as it could be and I could not have been friendlier if i tried. They searched the vans contents with every single item laid out on a bench next to me and began opening all the empty boxes and bags. They searched everything and finally it seemed i was in the clear when the guy starts unwrapping my tv box that the hash was in. I lit up a cigarette walked to the side and realised that was my last smoke of the day.
After finding the sealed brown package they decided to spend the next 4 hours dismantling the entire van. With a team of about 20 customs agents they took the whole thing apart and I mean everything. Of course they were not going to find anything, why would I leave 350 grams of puff for them to clearly find if i was hiding multiple kilograms somewhere else? It simply did not make sense!
So I was arrested by Portsmouth customs and excise and questioned under caution etc and finally taken to Portsmouth station. Where I was charged and placed in a cell which i thought was going to be my bed for the night. To be fair the officers there were very nice and the finger print guy even gave me some Ginster pies while i was chatting to him. He said it was just a job to earn money t finish his home building project and he even made me a decent cup of coffee.
So after a few hours of interrogations and most of the night in the cells came my interview. I openly admitted the whole thing from start to finish and said it was clearly not for profit and bought as a personal stash and they seemed happy with that and let me out to appear in court in the coming months ahead. It was funny actually because they offered to give me a lift to the station as it was the early hours of the morning by this time. One of the main customs officers drove straight into the barrier and i said to her she needs to lay off smoking on that pollen they took off me ;-)
So the
court date at Portsmouth Magistrates finally arrived and so I appeared as requested
and hired a good local lawyer to handle my case. I wanted to make a good impression
so I turned up suited and booted for the occasion. The idea was to get it dealt
with at the magistrate’s court as the maximum sentence they could impose was
shorter. I think it is just 6 months they can impose without it having to go to
crown court. This was likely to be suspended or at worst put on tag so I
thought surely it should be dealt with at this occasion. So I’m waiting there
the whole day with loser after loser going past thinking how prison life would
turn me into a criminal rather than reforming me when it was finally time for
me to get called up. I walked in and immediately realized this judge was one of
those that was bullied as a child and absolutely loved and worshiped the sound
of his own voice. I gulped and thought this is certainly not a good start. The
judge took one look at it circled the box 6-12 months recommended sentence and
sent me straight to crown court.
Now my
balls had finally dropped and I was a little in panic mode!
So I am
to appear in Crown court charged with Importation of a Class B drug to the
quantity of 350 grams.
My
question to you now is what sentence do you think i will get for this in Crown
Court?
It has
recently come to my attention that my previous friend and now associate had
been caught the day before I was caught on the Ferry coming back from Spain. He
had 40 Kilograms of Pollen. This guy is a slippery snake of a f...ker that
would sell his granny at the first opportunity so guess what it is im thinking
now?
Surely
someone with no criminal record coming in from Spain the way i did wouldn’t get
pulled at customs but i did and it certainly seemed to me that they had me as a
target right from the start. I heard some very strange things on the radio
mentioning words like having the target in mention with us now and the next
boat doesn’t have any targets etc. This dirty snake was the only person who
knew i had the hash in Spain because he was the one who got it for me. And he
was the only person who knew i was coming back in the van that day so I’m
guessing he has put it all on me like i am the main conspirator.
What do
we reckon guys? Am I screwed?