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, 30 December 2011

I read a book called 'A field full of Butterflies' today, about a gypsy childhood, it is always interesting to hear the differences and similarities of traveller upbringings and it brings back memories of my own childhood, I remember being called 'gyppo' and all the rest of it, and there doesn't seem to be a single gypsy who hasn't suffered prejudice.
I am not a real gypsy, my family travelled and lived a gypsy-like lifestyle, but our upbringing was much more complex.

I read all 291 pages, I can read and write really fast but I would swap that for being able to understand people and communicate with them.

Right, in a minute I am going to face gossip and go to the welfare meal and get a cup of tea, that will lose me internet time but needs must.

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