Introduction

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 http://whatreallyhappenedinthechurch.blogspot.co.uk/

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: http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/JJNP

Saturday, 17 December 2011

Well I think today is my Christmas day, I am happy. I got my lovely new jeans and knickers this morning, but I have had more presents since then.

I just went to get my cup of tea and then went looking for more stickers, I found one, and I found a Big issue in the Bin and I took it to Big Issue man so he could re-sell it, he was happy with that, he went for a toilet break while I minded his pitch, he told me that he does well at this time of year and that I should sell the Big Issue too. I told him that I couldn't because I didn't have a voice like his, he said I didn't need a voice with a face as pretty as mine, I snorted at that. :)

Anyway, I decided that I had to go to the market to let the tea stall brigade know I was alright because I haven't been there while I haven't had money because I don't want them to think I am begging for freebies but I know they will notice I am not there.
I got such a greeting at tea stall, they said they had been worried for me in the weather and I explained why I hadn't been by. The tea stall lady pulled a big gift bag out of the cupboard and handed it to me with a cup of tea, the bag contained chocolate, crisps, snacks, toiletries and a little book, there was also a card with a banknote and a lovely message in it. I was overwhelmed. She told me that they gave me that money because they knew I didn't do drink or drugs, so I was happy with that too, I can eat now!
Then as one of the tea stall gang started chatting to me, V. came along all dressed up, and told me he was going to a leaving party, then he started chatting to the police who were lounging against the counter having their tea break. Good Lord, I even know the police here, they are part of the tea stall gang!
The tea stall lady told me that I should come along tomorrow as usual and that one of the tea stall gang who I get on well with will be there, she said 'come along and have your therapy', because I told her in my card to them that their tea stall is better than anti-depressants. :) I am looking forward to it.

Here I am eating some of the chocolate as I wait for the market to get quieter so that I can go and get some cheap nice hot food :)

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