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:

Monday, 12 March 2012

I forgot to say that last night a drug-crazed immigrant came after me, I refrained from clouting him and went into a restaurant instead and the immigrant threw himself at the doors, growling, the waiter went and had a word with him, he went away, when I continued my journey the immigrant was hugging a lamp post for dear life and hurling insults at people, then he let go and went over to a wall and started smashing his phone against it, hilarious, I could have knocked him out but I can't risk police trouble, not even to defend myself.

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