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

I've been to church so I am being silly in order to relieve the stress and flashbacks.

A cannibal walks into a church and takes communion.

The vicar says to him/her afterwards 'well what did you think of the service'
He replied, well I think the church are a bit mean, I took part in all the ceremony and only got a teeny share of body and blood and it wasn't even real, I am starving!'.


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