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, 7 March 2012

well time is ticking away.

I went to the daycentre with a thank you card, they told me they would look forward to seeing me back again when I return.

cheerful Big issue seller told me not to go to the rough new town, he says I am mad, yes I am, he told me a bit about the town because he knows it well.

Then I went and sat with my friend in church, she and her neighbour had done me a lovely card and told me that I would be welcome back if I changed my mind, she said she may have to take in a lodger one day, hint hint, I told her I would be a good helpful lodger and hoover the cat every day. :)

It is raining and I have about two hours left here, this is a sad day indeed, this town is special.

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