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, 22 December 2011

I just went to the outdoor shop to panic buy some fuel tablets, I needn't have panicked as they are only closed on Christmas day, boxing day and new years day, and no one lese will be panick buying hexamine tablets for christmas. I also treated myself to a new tin mug as I long since lost my thermal mug and the tin ones are easier to clean and more hygenic than fishing old takeaway cups out of the bin to re-use.
I got some 'handwarmers' as well, they are cheap and on cold nights they turn into little hot water bottles for a rough sleeper, ensuring she can warm up quickly in the sleeping bag.

Now all I need is black sacks and coffee sachets from poundland.

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