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

Monday, 30 January 2012

I ended up staying at the library until closing time and catching what I was told was the 'slow bus' up to the summerhouse place, the slow bus was not a lot slower than the fast bus, and didn't cost too much more, I got some milk before I caught the bus so I could put the kettle on straight away in the summerhouse.

The air is freezing cold but it is ominously cloudy, with the street lights bouncing off the clouds, and there is frost on the ground.

I got a cuppa and crossed the road to McD's, I found a load of stickers on a soggy card outside, I will dry the card and see if I can salvage the stickers.

It has been emotional ups and downs in that I am struggling with the medcal services and overload of meds while I wait for appointments, I don't know the x-ray results, and I am also not in complete agreement with the charity over something.

I am tired and I will go and sleep in a minute, I will be more than warm enough in the summerhouse with the heater warming it before bed time and plenty of warm bedding, I kind of dread being up here in the dark alone but I also value the dark solitude for my sleep, and the knowledge that no one will have the police on me and move me on.

goodnight bloggypeople, God bless.

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