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:

Friday, 4 November 2011

It was 11.30am before I got my first cup of tea today, and my breakfast, c/o the good daycentre.
Then it was 1pm when I went to the homeless lunch, dreading it because of the rough homeless people. But they ignored me, there weren't many of them there and they didn't notice me, maybe they have got the message, maybe not. Lunch was nice and I had several cups of tea and took a banana and a cereal bar with me when I left.
Then I finally got my wash that had been delayed by this morning's problems. I am tired. patrick the giraffe is still wet and muddy.

It was hard to wear the mouth guard last night, it makes my jaw ache. I suppose it takes time to get used to. I took it out when I moved from my sleeping place to the church.

At least I have had some good food and I can go to film club tonight if I can cope with it.

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