This is a merge of my 'Wanderer' blog that tells of two years of my three years on the streets, and a new blog that tells of my life after the Diocese of Winchester ripped through my life for for the last few years on top of the previous serious harm that left me homeless
This is a day to day blog of my life as I continue to survive, work on recovery and on the social problems that I have and try to come to terms with limitless traumas I have survived along the way.
This blog is in tandem with my blog about my experiences in the Church of England

The former name of this blog and the name of it's sister blog are to do with my sense of humour, which I hope to keep to the end, which appears to be ever more rapidly approaching. At least I laughed, and I laughed at the people who were destroying me. Don't forget that.

Here are my books, which I wrote for you if you would like to know more:

Thursday, 10 November 2011

I didn't say earlier, but today is giro day, i didn't believe that they would give me my giro without messing it up again, so I didn't say anything.

I went to the jobcentre and the giro was there, fine, I cashed it ok, and got a cup of tea and a bacon roll.

Then I went to the mission.
The mission was different without my adoptive grandad and the other man, they are overseas now, and one of their wives showed me on a map where they were and told me what they had been doing.
The mission people gave me soup and sweets and tea and biscuits and we talked and other people came in and talked. Then I came back to town, I went in and out of the charity shops looking for a cheap teeshirt. I always look for mens teeshirts as they are less flimsy than women's and have a better collar, I hate low and wide cut tops.

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