July 18, 1999 - Don't cry over spilt milk
Yorkshire Ripper's amazing letters reveal his callous verdict on the 13 women he butchered to death; Secret visits from ex-wife; Admits he was mad; Niece, 10, meets Uncle...
YORKSHIRE Ripper Peter Sutcliffe has callously dismissed his 13 horrific murders as "spilt milk" in a letter to a porn star girlfriend, the Sunday People can reveal today.
Evil Sutcliffe - who says he is now a Jehovah's Witness - claims he would never have committed the killings if he had found religion earlier in life.
But then he cynically rubs salt into grieving relatives' wounds by adding: "Ah well, it's no use crying over spilt milk as the saying goes!!"
The heartless remark, which shows the Ripper still has no sympathy for his victims, is one of a series of astonishing revelations about Britain's most notorious mass killer which the Sunday People has uncovered.
The chilling insights into Sutcliffe's mind come in more than 60 letters he has sent in the last two years to ex-porn star Sandra Lester, 42. They reveal how he...
GETS secret visits from his ex-wife Sonia despite the seething resentment of her new toyboy husband.
CLAIMS she is the driving force behind his £75,000 claim for damages after being blinded in one eye by a fellow inmate.
SPENDS hours in his cell at Broadmoor top-security hospital reading the Bible with fellow Jehovah's Witnesses.
STAYS up all night writing letters to women friends who have a bizarre fascination with him.
ENJOYS visits from his schoolgirl niece Emily, 10.
CLAIMS for the first time he was mentally ill when he went on the six- year murder rampage that terrified women throughout Britain.
Sutcliffe, 53 - jailed for life in 1981 for butchering 13 and trying to kill another seven - proposed marriage to Sandra in 1995 after she began writing to him.
But the authorities at the Berkshire mental hospital refused to let her meet him.
Now, in a bizarre attempt to show that the mass murderer from Bradford, West Yorks, is a reformed character, Sandra has shown the Sunday People her correspondence.
But his letters do not contain a single word of sorrow or regret for the murders.
One jokey postcard he sent to Sandra showed the town of Hell in Norway.
Not many people can say they've been to Hell and back! Tee hee! Mind you I guess I have - with all the torment I went through during those horrible years.
He admits to still harbouring feelings for ex-wife Sonia, 49, who regularly visits him. He wrote in September last year:
A lot of water has passed under the bridge since I first met Sonia 32 years ago, when she was only 16.
So we are bound to still have some feelings for each other with so many shared memories etc!! I really want her to be happy as she deserves it as she has had a difficult time over the years!
In another letter, Sutcliffe revelled in the trouble Sonia's visits caused between her and her new husband Michael. He wrote:
I had a good visit from Sonia all day on Thursday. We had a lot to catch up on because I hadn't seen her for a few months 'cos Michael gets too jealous all the time she comes - he's very immature - and he shouldn't be at 37 years of age, tut, tut!!
He revealed that it was Sonia who insisted he should claim compensation for being stabbed in the eye by crazed fellow inmate Ian Kay in 1997.
Sutcliffe stands to get up to £75,000.
He wrote: "I had a nice visit from Sonia all day on Thursday. She had a large claim form with her for me to sign for damages for the injury to my eye etc."
Sutcliffe writes at length about how joining the Jehovah's Witnesses has turned around his life. He wrote:
I have been seeing them for a good few years now. I just think they're very good to do Bible studies with. It's done a lot of good doing the studies. I just wish I'd known what I know now 25 years ago, because so much heartache could have been avoided! Ah well, it's no use crying over spilled milk as the saying goes!
Sutcliffe claims he accepts that he was mentally ill when he went on his killing rampage in the North of England. He wrote in February this year: "It's only recently that I've thought I was suffering from a mental illness when I committed those crimes and Dr Horne has promised to get me some booklets on that type of thing, so I was thinking it would be interesting to read up on the subject as I've never done that before!"
Although he can dismiss his killing spree with the offhand phrase about spilt milk, Sutcliffe feigned disgust when he heard about the double murder of a young couple near Sandra's home in Southend, Essex, last month.
He wrote: "I've just heard on the news about that young couple who were killed, that's dreadful."
Sutcliffe portrays himself as a big-hearted guy who plays the Samaritan in Broadmoor by helping a blind inmate to fill out his menu sheets.
In fact, he seems to have convinced himself he is a nice chap.
He wrote in March this year:
Thank you for the kind things you said in your letter about me being a caring person!! I tend to attract people like that who write to me. They can see way beyond the hype put out by the media.
Members of his family have remained closely linked to him, despite the appalling nature of his crimes.
His nieces Karen and Andrea sent him the stickers of bears, Smurfs and ducklings he uses to personalise his mail.
They also sent him a rubber stamp, which he uses to print dinosaur figures at the top of his letters.
Sutcliffe complained in one letter about tight security when he gets visits from his niece Emily, daughter of his youngest brother Carl, 31. He writes:
We're only allowed three adults on visits at one go, but children don't count, so Emily will be allowed in, even though the new rules state that children have to go on to the computer as well for security reasons! so they get their own visiting pass now!!
Apart from his written fling with Sandra, who is now married to an erotic artist called Raven, the Ripper is not short of penpals.
He mentions several women friends and pines after a biker from Bradford called Julie, who "sadly" had a steady boyfriend.
Amazingly Sandra, who is ending her friendship with Sutcliffe because her husband disapproves, is convinced he regrets his horrific past.
She said: "He is remorseful and tries to give his kindness to anyone who needs it."
But we showed the letters to forensic psychologist Ian Stephen who warned: "Sutcliffe is being manipulative.
"Admitting he is mentally ill takes away responsibility for his crimes, but it also suggests he can be treated and cured.
"And if he is cured, it leads to the possibility of release."
And last night David Leach, whose student daughter Barbara, 20, was murdered by the Ripper in Bradford in 1979, said: "It is an easy thing for him to say now that he has found religion but it doesn't bring back Barbara or any of the others.
"You can't really believe anything Sutcliffe is saying."
January 28, 1998 - Peter Sutcliffe
- Ian Kay, "Woolworths Killer," admitted to stabbing the "Yorkshire
Ripper" in both eyes with a pen in a prison hospital for the criminally
insane. In no uncertain terms, Kay told the court he had meant to attack Pete
with a razor embedded in a toothbrush handle. "I was going to ... walk
into the room and cut his jugular vein on both sides and wait there until he
was dead... He said God told him to kill 13 women, and I say the devil told
me to kill him because of that."
"God gave me the mission to kill.
I'm in God's hands. He misled the police." - Peter Sutcliffe, (the 'Yorkshire
Ripper') Christian serial prostitute murderer - during his pre-trial psychiatric
January 8, 2001 - I'm now cured claims
YORKSHIRE Ripper Peter Sutcliffe claims he is cured.
The 54-year-old, who murdered 13 women, says top Broadmoor psychiatrist Andrew Horne told him he "no longer considered me a danger".
His chilling claims come almost 20 years to the day he was arrested. Sutcliffe, who was told he should serve at least 30 years, believes he has been cured of the "voices from God" he once blamed for making him kill.
The Jehovah's Witness has been told that it is possible he will one day be freed.
In a revealing letter to a penpal, Sutcliffe said: "At my last Mental Health Review Tribunal, Dr Horne told them he no longer considered me a danger to anyone. So I was pleased about that as he was so right. I now realise how ill I was all those yearsago."
Sutcliffe's condition has recently "improved considerably" according to hospital staff, who regard him as a model inmate.
He now spends most of his spare time "living quietly in solitude" and enjoys reading the Bible and listening to the radio. Sutcliffe also still speaks warmly of his ex-wife Sonia.
A Home Office spokesman admitted it would take a "very brave" Home Secretary to agree Sutcliffe was cured and should be freed.
May 16, 1999 - Proud to be the Ripper's
Sunday Star Times (New Zealand)
THE likeness is eerie and instantly recognisable. The face that answers the door is chillingly reminiscent of the sinister figure I've seen peering out of newspapers so many times over the years -- the same piercing brown eyes, the same arched eyebrows, the same long nose and wide mouth. John Sutcliffe looks exactly like his son Peter will in 20 years.
I'd telephoned John a few days earlier after reading he was ill. To my surprise, he agreed to see me and now I find out why. The Yorkshire Ripper's father is lonely and dying. John Sutcliffe has cancer of the bladder, heart trouble and emphysema, the legacy of too many cigarettes and a lifetime working in the mills.
His once superb baritone voice (he remains Bingley Choir's longest serving member, having joined in 1945) can now barely hold a conversation, never mind a tune, and is down to a wheezing rasp. The athletic body which played football and cricket well into his 50s is stooped and wracked with pain.
John Sutcliffe is talking to me because he wants one final chance to make his peace with the world.
Much of what he has to say is deeply shocking because, extraordinary as it seems, he barely has any words of condemnation for his monstrous son. Many, I am sure, will find some of his comments grotesque.
Nor, by his own admission, has John carried out much soul-searching about his son's victims and their families. Their grief, he says, is something "I can't bring myself to picture".
Before we talk, John insists on showing me around his sparsely furnished one-bedroom council flat in Bingley, northwest of Bradford. He moved into it six months ago. Only two photos of his large family adorn the blue-painted walls. The other three are of John in his younger days, standing besuited alongside members of Bingley choir and in his whites with team-mates from the local cricket club.
Peter Sutcliffe was one of six children John had with his quiet, loyal, hard-working wife, Kathleen. Today, Peter (52), is the only one who remains in regular contact with him. The others have little to do with John and want even less to do with "their Pete".
Guests are a rare treat for John Sutcliffe. He spent Christmas Day alone even though one daughter lives just several hundred metres from John. He hasn't seen another for five years -- and that was a 10-minute hospital visit after he had a heart attack. The youngest daughter, Jane, lives in the area but is "busy getting divorced", he says, and anyway, he is unsure where she lives. He sees Mick, his second eldest son, in passing while the youngest, Carl (30), may call every six weeks or so.
But Peter rings him every second Tuesday evening between 6.30pm and 8pm. He continues to be the dutiful son, just as he was while he stalked the north of England, randomly slaughtering women between 1975-81. "I never see the others. They have completely lost touch with me. They don't know where I am or what I do, except Pete.
"I don't visit them. We've drifted apart and it is mainly because of Peter. They don't want to know. You can understand that. Pete keeps asking me to tell his brothers to visit him but they don't want to know."
SO how has John Sutcliffe coped since his son was unmasked as the Yorkshire Ripper in 1981, a moment which thrust the family name to the top of the criminal infamy league?
The answer is he tries to blank out from his mind the evil his son has committed and finds it difficult to voice any emotion about what he describes as "it".
Even before "it" happened, the Sutcliffes were a rumbustious lot, with the men living life close to the edge. Petty crimes, drinking, womanising -- except Peter, quiet suburban Pete who'd done so well for himself with his detached home in a middle class Bradford suburb.
"He was the perfect son, devoted to his mother. The best of the lot, " says John (75). "I have to accept I may never see him again as I' m too ill to make the journey to Broadmoor and it's six years since I've set eyes on him."
So what turned Peter into a monster? And is his father haunted by the thought that somehow the sins of the father are visited on the son? Sutcliffe is adamant on this. "I have done nothing in my life to make Pete do what he did. He was brought up properly and I am at peace with myself over that. There were nights when I've cried over what's happened, but what he did, he did because he was ill."
Recent photos of Peter show a striking physical resemblance to his father. When asked who he takes after, John snappily replies: "Does he have to take after anyone?"
JOHN'S own father was of upper-working class stock. Of his mother: "She was a bitch. The least said the soonest mended on her," he states, refusing to expand on why she still ignites such strong feelings within him.
Marriage to pretty Roman Catholic Kathleen Coonan was followed a year later by Peter's birth in June 1946. "Kathleen was a tremendous mother. I thank God she didn't live to see what happened as it would have killed her."
John is of the kind who believed a woman's place was in the home. Like many working class families, Kathleen would have to have John' s meal ready for him after a Sunday lunchtime drinking session.
Her life of drudgery was lifted for a time when she befriended a local man. When John found out, he publicly humiliated Kathleen about the relationship in front of her children, including Peter. While she meekly returned to quiet domesticity, John continued to work hard and play hard.
"Pete was never any trouble. He had a head of golden curls as a child and he was so good. You never had to tell him twice to do anything. He was a mummy's boy.
"He was very quiet and shy until he was 17 and then he began to get more confident. He was meticulous about his clothes, always looked smart though he wasn't one for the girls. In fact, he only ever brought one home."
THIS, of course, was Sonia Szurma, the arty, teetotal, dour, trainee teacher who became Peter Sutcliffe's wife.
"Don't mention that woman's name in this house," John Sutcliffe demands. "She is strange. Everyone who met her said she was."
"The first thing about her you noticed was she was so domineeringly quiet. She gave you the feeling without saying a word that she was disappointed in everything and everyone she came across in Pete's family. She thought she was a cut above us.
"Our house was never dull but you'd rarely get a laugh or a conversation out of her.
"Pete would always have a story to tell and if it was a bit saucy, she'd look straight at him and admonish him like a kid. "Pete," she' d say, and that was it. He'd shut up.
"Pete and her would occasionally hold hands. Wherever he sat, she' d always be right next to him on the chair arm. She stuck close to him so he couldn't get away from her. He was henpecked. She was the gaffer in that relationship."
If the Sutcliffes were looking forward to a boozy knees-up at Peter' s 1974 wedding to Sonia, they were badly let down. "The reception was in a pub and after the speeches, it just seemed to dissolve. They went off and we went home.
"If we visited them, she'd never sit and chat, she's always be running around doing something. We'd visit and she'd disappear into the kitchen and we'd hardly see her.
"She was mean. We visited one January for Sunday tea and it was so cold, my wife sat in her winter coat. I put the gas fire on and in swanned her ladyship before suddenly disappearing again. Just as the room was warming up, the fire went off. Sonia had switched it off at the mains.
"We didn't make a fuss for Pete's sake but my wife vowed never to go there again. Instead, they'd come to us for Sunday tea but we'd always have salad as they could be four hours late. It was always because she was doing something in the house."
Despite his dislike for Sonia, Sutcliffe says the "greatest" tragedy for the couple was they did not have children. It seems Sonia had three, possibly four, miscarriages during the years Peter was playing the perfect husband as well as leading his secret double life as a killer.
People will find it breathtaking John Sutcliffe would still wish a child had been born to carry on the lineage of this strange union, but he adds: "Peter would have been a great father."
THOSE who lived in the North while Peter Sutcliffe remained undetected can still vividly recall the fear his brutality caused in people's daily lives.
The Sutcliffes were no different.
"Oh yes, we talked about who this Ripper could be, though I can't recall chatting about it to Pete. He was very protective of his sisters, " says John. "I never saw a photo-fit that looked like him. My daughters were as scared as other women and one carried a knife in her handbag for protection."
When they realised it was their own flesh and blood, the jokey, laughing, meticulously tidy Pete, they were protecting themselves from, the family's lives were to be changed forever.
"I was at work and a pal came up to me and asked if I had a brother called Peter who lives at Heaton in Bradford. "No, but I've a son, " I said and noticed his face go pale. He threw down the paper and it was there in blaring headlines. Our Pete was the Ripper.
"My mind is a blank about how I felt but I asked the guy to fetch the mill manager and showed him the paper. "You see that. It's my lad. I'll have to go home." My wife had died in 1978 so I went to my eldest daughter, Maureen's as that's where the other kids had congregated. The doctor was called to give Jane tranquillisers after she'd fainted when she heard the news on the radio.
"They were all stood in shocked silence. We couldn't believe it, that Pete could have done all that. I didn't believe it until I visited him two weeks later in Armley Jail in Leeds. Before I could say anything, he told me he was sorry for the trouble he had caused us. That's when I accepted he was the Yorkshire Ripper."
When it was pointed out that Peter has never apologised to the victims' families, John Sutcliffe's reply is astonishing: "He offered on his own volition an apology for the trouble he caused. That's almost the same as saying sorry."
After his eldest son was given 20 life sentences after being found guilty of murder at his Old Bailey trial, John began visiting him in jail on a Saturday morning. "I could never get a word in as Sonia would pull out a note pad with a list of things to discuss. You couldn' t even hear what they were saying as she'd prattle non-stop in a whisper to him. She'd keep him talking until a minute before the end."
Since he found out about his son's crimes, Sutcliffe has simply tried to carry on with life as normally as possible.
"I went back to work two weeks after his arrest because I knew I had to face the world. I was nervous but I wouldn't hide away. I let the world know I was still here in spite of the carry on," he stutters. "My friends all stood by me. No one has ever said anything to my face.
"I live with my son's actions by putting them to the back of my mind. I can't bring myself to picture the victims or their families no matter how hard I try. That's how I cope. I keep myself to myself. I see people I know when I walk to the local shops for food. I have to use a walking stick since I had two arteries replaced last May. Other than that, I lead a quiet life."
JOHN Sutcliffe now spends his days watching TV, one of his favourite programmes being Quincy, the American drama series centred around a pathologist's working life. His days of carousing are long past and he says he is ready for death.
Meanwhile his son spends his days painting, playing snooker and reading the Bible, having become a Jehovah's Witness. "He is quite an astounding painter. He does historical and religious figures. We don't write much as he finds it difficult after being blinded in one eye by an inmate.
"I send Pete phone cards and he is concerned how I am. I am sure he thinks he will see me again but my health has deteriorated very much. I told him eight months ago about my conditions and he's never rung as regular as he has over that time.
"We don't discuss his crimes in depth. We don't need to. He has said certain things to me about them but they are things I shall take to my grave."
So was Peter Sutcliffe mad or bad? "He certainly had some kind of madness in his mind, though I never once saw any sign of it. I don' t know why he killed. I believe he may have some kind of schizophrenia. There is no way I could call him evil. I know him too well.
"As far as I am concerned, Peter was good and normal -- the best of my sons. If he hadn't done wrong, I could imagine he'd now own his own haulage company as he was a workaholic, and have a family around him."
So does he still love his eldest son? His reply is breathtaking. " He is a lovable lad. I can't bring myself to hate him. I am not ashamed of him because he is a right grand lad. You couldn't have wished for a better son. But I am abashed at what he did.
"I haven't got long to go and I am at peace with myself. I shall be happy when I die."
Sadly, that was not a sentiment shared by the 13 women who were robbed of their lives.
January 8, 2001 - Doc says i'm no
EVIL killer Peter Sutcliffe has sensationally claimed that one of Britain' s leading psychiatrists no longer considers him a threat to society.
The 54-year-old, who murdered 13 women, says Broadmoor's consultant psychiatrist Andrew Horne "no longer considers me a danger".
His sensational claims come almost 20 years to the day he was arrested, ending his murderous reign of terror.
Sutcliffe, who was told he should serve at least 30 years, believes he has been cured of the "voices from God" he once blamed for making him kill.
The devoted Jehovah's Witness - who revealed that ministers visit him twice a week to pray and read bible passages - has been told that it is possible he will one day be freed.
In a revealing letter to a pen-pal from the Berkshire Hospital, Sutcliffe said: "At my last Mental Health Review Tribunal Dr Horne told them that he no longer considered me a danger to anyone!
"So I was pleased about that as he was so right.
"I now realise how ill I was all those years ago and I owe a lot to the doctors here for making me well."
Friday was 20 years to the day that the former grave-digger and HGV driver made his first appearance in court charged with murder.
Sutcliffe still receives injections of anti-psychosis drugs Stellazine and Depixol but his medication has been levelling off in recent years.
His condition has recently "improved considerably" according to hospital staff, who regard the brutal murderer as a model inmate.
Sutcliffe, blinded in the left eye after inmate Ian Kay stabbed him with a pen in 1998, has a close relationship with Dr Horne, whom he praises for helping him accept and cope with his mental illness.
The mass killer listens intently to everything the doctor says, and has taken his advice learn as much as possible about his medical state.
He now spends most of his spare time "living quietly in solitude" and enjoys reading the Bible and listening to the radio.
Sutcliffe also used to go to handicraft classes to do oil painting, but since being on anti-psychotic medication he says he has lost the inspiration to paint.
But he says it has been been worth it because, for the past six or seven years, he has been been well and hasn't heard the voices as he used to.
Hospital psychiatrists are keen for Sutcliffe - housed in Broadmoor' s Dorchester Ward - to have as many family visits as possible to get an understanding of the outside world.
But the one person Sutcliffe is desperate to see one more time is his cancer-stricken dad John.
Sutcliffe fears John, who lives in Bingley, Yorks, has little time left to live.
The 76-year-old has not met his son since 1993 but they have maintained telephone contact.
Sutcliffe is worried about his dad, who has cancer of the bladder, angina and has had a triple heart bypass.
But the killer says he hopes he will be able to visit him sometime in the New Year if he is well enough and if Broadmoor arrange transport and overnight accommodation for him.
Sutcliffe reveals he tried to arrange to visit him but his doctor wouldn't write to the Home Office for permission because he thought someone there would inform the Press.
Sutcliffe still speaks warmly of his ex-wife Sonia, who is credited with helping improve his mental well-being.
Sonia, who with new husband Michael Woodward treats peoples for illnesses and stresses with alternative medicines, still regularly sees her ex-husband.
Sutcliffe says the couple are still on good terms and Sonia comes to see him whenever she can.
He claims he has a loyal family and a few good friends.
Sutcliffe has three sisters and two brothers and sees his sister Maureen and her husband quite often because they have moved down to Surrey.
Sutcliffe tells how an average day spans out in Broadmoor.
He reveals how he gets up at about 6.30am, has a wash and then goes back to his room, gets dressed and lies on his bed listening to the radio until breakfast at 8am.
He then goes back to his room and usually gets busy answering any letters he may have received the previous day.
He also does bible studies twice a week with ministers who come in on Tuesdays and Thursday.
They leave him with studies to prepare - something he enjoys doing as well as studying the bible.
Sutcliffe's reign of terror began on July 5, 1975, when he attacked Anna Rogulskyj. She survived.
His first recorded killing was mother-of-four Wilma McCann in Leeds on October 30, 1975.
It was after murdering Irene Richardson, in February 1977, that he was dubbed the Yorkshire Ripper.
He was arrested on January 2, 1981, by officers in Sheffield's red light area, who spotted false number plates on his car. Two days later he confessed to being the Yorkshire Ripper.
Four months later he pleaded not guilty but a majority verdict of 10-2 found him guilty of murdering 13 women and the attempted murder of seven.
He was sentenced to life for each, with a recommendation that he serve at least 30 years.
Lord Woolf, the Lord Chief Justice, recently suggested that politicians should no longer have the power to set sentence "tariffs" for murderers.
But a Home Office spokesman admitted it would take a "very brave" Home Secretary to agree that Sutcliffe should be freed.
Broadmoor declined to comment on his mental state.
A spokeswoman said: "Dr Horne is away on holiday and cannot be contacted but, in any case, he would not want to comment about his patient."
SUTCLIFFE WALKED 'FREE'
Jan 31 2005
EXCLUSIVE: I walked along the beach by myself (without
handcuffs) for quite a distance. The guys trusted me!
EXCLUSIVE: RIPPER'S DAY OUT
By Gary Jones
PETER Sutcliffe stood alone and unmanacled at the windswept seaside resort he visited two weeks ago.
A horrified public believed the Yorkshire Ripper was handcuffed to a Broadmoor nurse on his day out to the spot where his father's ashes were scattered.
Instead the 58-year-old mass killer claims he walked down the beach at Arnside, Cumbria, unaccompanied and unfettered.
Amazed, he boasted to a penpal after his first taste of freedom in 24 years: "Yes, it was a nice day out to Arnside where dad's ashes were buried. I walked along the beach by myself (without handcuffs) for quite a distance. The guys trusted me!!
"It was a freezing cold wind coming off the sea. I stopped at the place on the beach where dad's ashes were (I had photos of the exact spot) and had a few minutes there."
Sutcliffe enclosed the photo above, taken in the 70s of himself standing at the same spot. He has kept his dark hair and beard and, although fatter, looks much the same today.
In letters littered with exclamation marks, Sutcliffe
- who in six years murdered 13 women and tried to kill seven more - says he is "weary" of discussing his crimes.
He writes fancifully of winning an appeal against conviction and rubbishes reports that he plans to marry penpal Pam Mills, 54. He also tells of his battle against diabetes.
Sutcliffe was refused permission to attend the funeral of his father John, who died, at 81, of cancer.
However, he threatened to pursue a human rights case if he was not allowed to carry out a pledge to his father and revisit Arnside.
He used snaps taken by his family at the ashes ceremony to pinpoint the location.
Then, after permission from former Home Secretary David Blunkett, he set out on the 540-mile round trip from his high-security hospital at Crowthorne, Berks.
Revealing that he ended the heavily criticised visit himself, he said: "After just over 20 minutes, I said OK chaps let's go back to the van and we set off back at 11.30am. We had our meals on the way etc."
Writing in a neat, flowing hand, Sutcliffe continues to display an astonishing arrogance.
The man who battered his victims over the head with a hammer, then stabbed them with a screwdriver or knife,
writes: "I'm weary of talking about the past and all the tragedy - which is constantly brought up by an army of doctors and psychiatrists." Instead of remorse, and despite being told he will die behind bars, he dwells on the dubious prospect of an appeal based on a ruling made by the judge at his trial in 1981.
Claiming to be no longer insane or dangerous, he says:
"There are hopes for the future. I have an appeal hearing against conviction and sentence...I still take each day as it comes though!"
Reports have suggested the Ripper might marry another penpal, grandmother Pam Mills, 54.
But he writes: "Absolute rubbish... no truth in it at all. I never had plans to get married! It all came from a rumour and my friend Pam bought a friendship ring and it was mistaken for an engagement ring.
That's all there was to it."
Sutcliffe, who benefited from his father's will, has no shortage of money to buy presents for friends and family and luxury goods for himself.
But he has changed his surname by deed poll to his mother's maiden name of Coonan so no one will know the real man behind his cheques.
He says: "I did that because I was unable to get a bank account under my old name as they were frightened in case I sued if there was a leak to the press about my account."
The canny killer also revealed he moved his money out of a Broadmoor account into a building society because it did not gather interest.
He writes: "The cash office have to do all the transactions for me. I just put my signature on things
"My old surname is now quite obsolete...it would be actually illegal for me to use it! Everything has to be signed P Coonan now!"
Diabetic Sutcliffe has been told he must urgently lose weight or put his life at risk. But he has been made to wait his turn at using the Broadmoor gym which has tens of thousands of pounds' worth of equipment.
He says: "I'm still waiting...hopefully it won't be long because the issue of me going into insulin injections is quite a crucial one and I don't have much time left to play with.
"I know how important exercise is. I'll go on the treadmills, rowing and weight-lifting machines. I simply have got to reduce my dangerously high blood sugar levels."
Sutcliffe accuses one of the doctors of losing patience with him as he keeps refusing insulin. But he hits back: "If I can lose some weight, my blood sugar levels should come down.
"If I can bring the B/S levels down I could avoid the insulin! I'm a man with a plan! Tee hee!"
Sutcliffe has been blind in one eye since he was stabbed by another patient in 1997. But he claims he has found forgiveness after becoming a Jehovah's Witness.
He says: "I have forgiven the mentally ill person who did it as I am a Christian - etc! It happened eight years ago so it's history."
The killer spends much of his time watching films and listening to classical music. He claims Mozart keeps him calm. He also tells of ordering a VCR from Argos.
Divorced Sutcliffe is regularly visited by former wife Sonia, 54. Sonia, who remarried, still confides in him and on her most recent visit they discussed pornography.
Sutcliffe writes: "I had a lovely all day visit from my ex-wife Sonia. We had a good long chat.
"Sonia hates pornography, after all it's a type of unfaithfulness ogling other women with one thing in mind and I'm inclined to agree with her on that issue!"
Sutcliffe says he also stays in contact with his three sisters and two brothers. He adds: "Things could be worse! In fact lots of people are worse off in the world through poverty, disease, starvation, wars etc!"