Brett Moran, 38, from Salisbury
Growing up on a tough inner city council estate, you could get drugs in every tower block, on every street corner.
So, like so many teenagers living on the Carshalton estate on the outskirts of London, narcotics soon had me in their iron grip.
It started when I was 14, hanging around with a gang. They all smoked cannabis. Desperate to fit in, I started smoking it, too.
Within a year, I was smoking skunk, a strong form of the drug.
That’s when I had an idea.
‘If I sell drugs, the proceeds will pay for mine,’ I told myself.
After that, I started buying skunk to sell on. I was just 16 years old, and I was already a drug dealer.
But all I…
