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, 5 February 2012

I am back at my friend's house, I wanted to go and sleep in the shed, but she has my washing drying here and kind of expected me back.
I am glad to see my special 'Hot Paws' socks from canada drying on the radiator. I will wear them tomorrow.

I am sleepy. But I want to stay up and watch the second half of 'call the midwife' when my friend's dancing on ice programme finishes.

My backpack is cluttered with good quality health and medicine things and toiletries, I want to sort it all out into a neat order.

I threw up some of my dinner, but I think I just have an unhappy tummy rather than illness, I need to take my tummy to see a doctor who will help me work out how to look after tummy while leading this strange lifestyle.
doctor who?!

The buses were packed full of people so I walkd back here in the cold snow, it killed me to walk it but I just plodded as everyone else was plodding because of the snow on the ground. I am glad I was able to walk it and enjoy the snow.

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