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, 19 November 2011

I went back to the fair and in order to prevent them getting worried about me, I told them that I just enjoyed looking round and being there, and that I was homeless and couldn't buy anything, they kindly offered me an apple juice and let me have another little bit of cake.

I went to the council gardens and set my stove up and brewed a milk coffee (otherwise known as a latte), that coffee is nice when made with water but it's delicious with milk, I made it with milk to help with my hunger and use up the milk as it wont last long now that it's opened. I end up having two milky coffees as they are so good. I cook a tin of chilli con carne, not brilliant without rice, but more solid than soup, it is food, it will do. I am very low on fuel tablets now, I have two and a half, it takes a half to brew a drink and a whole tablet to brew a drink and cook a tin.
At least I have had some sort of a meal, now I tighten my shoelaces and prepare to walk the 5 mile round trip to the town with the food bins.

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