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

Tuesday, 6 March 2012

Here is a wise tip. If you have been settled for a while and decide to move on, don't leave getting a new grip bag until the last minute, you wont get one or you wont get one you can afford. :(

I have been sorting out moving on. The benefits office have registered me at my new town before I have even got there.

It has stopped raining so much now.

Tonight is my last night here, where the hell will I be tomorrow night?

Heartache and hope, that is what this move is about.

No-one wants me to go to this rough new town, but I need to.

The lovely lady who helps me with paperwork knows the town I am going to and she doesn't want me to go. :( she even tried to get me registered with another doctor here in order to get me to stay, but she couldn't, because this county uses an illegal policy.

I think that most of my paperwork is now semi-in-order and waiting for next week when I will have the money to complete it.

The new town has soup kitchen every night, day centre every day, a library that is happy to register me, and my visit to the town showed that it has McD's, a pound shop, and all the other usual stuff, as well as the walk in centre that I will go to to get a new inhaler.

I am just looking up the churches.

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