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:

Saturday, 5 November 2011

I went back to the daycentre and got two more cups of tea and a sandwich, on the way I collected stickers, I just need two more for a cup of tea.

The man at the daycentre gave me an invitation to a housewarming banquet in a few weeks time, and also arranged for some nice ladies to give me a lift there. That is nice.

The food aid lady didn't have much spare food but she gave me some beans and chocolate biscuits and a bottle of fruit squash. She also gave me new socks, two little spray deodourants and a bar of soap.
All good things, and later I will find a disabled toiler where I will wash and wash my hair and cut and scub my nails and spray my boots and change my socks, if no-one disturbs me.

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