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:

Wednesday, 29 February 2012

I was lying in my blankets feeling depressed and was very surprised when the summerhouse lady came in and sat for a chat, she usually only says a brief hello to me occasionally.
she talked to me about my life and health and tried to persuade me not to move on! I was surprised.
It is hard to think of moving on anyway and she brought tears to my eyes with her persuasion. We had a lovely chat and I feel kind of choked up.

I had my supper here in McD's and I used tomorrow's bus fare on it, so I will be walking into town in the morning.

My deed poll arrived and I am now someone else.

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