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:

Sunday, 4 December 2011

Captains log 10.57am


The main library closes early on Saturdays so I had only intermittent internet after that. I started reading an interesting book though, which I will continue today.

I was dreading going out into the cold last night, but once I was out I enjoyed the freedom of the big dark cold city, it means a lot to me to have escaped the church and their intervention and to be free from their police cells and police brutality, even though the damage will last forever.

I went to McD's and exchanged my stickers for a cup of tea, then I went to the Samaritans, which started difficult and turned out ok.
Then it was soup kitchen time, soup kitchen was ok, they gave me a jumper and some gloves. I was really worried about sleeping arrangements, I have not yet moved to the sleeping place that the volunteer told me about, but I will, so I went back to the alleyway where I used to sleep. I bedded down there in the cold and slept lightly, then the weatehr warmed up a bit and I slept more deeply. I dreamed about police and the church.

I woke up and shivered my way to the bush where my bedding currently lives, then I went to the market, no one was there yet, so I went to McD's with my stickers and got a cuppa and went in the toilets there to start my wash -wet wipes, deodourant, mouthwash, comb.

I went over to church for early service and survived.
I went back to the market and had some tea and toast and discussed Christmas with the man who volunteers at the christmas day for homeless and vulnerable people.

I went to the toilets and changed my socks and underwear, cut and scrubbed my nails, drank TCP to stop a sore throat. Went back to the market stall and had another cuppa, it is freeezing outdoors!
I am now in the library with my book, I will be going to the church to beg tea in a minute. :)

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