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, 19 March 2012

I scarce have dreams at night now, but the other night as I was at my friend's house I dreamed a sad dream about my old friend 'T' who had been a curate in the church and who had been taken from me by the church authorities, I dreamed she was there with me and we were by the harbour, she was trying to defend the church and I said to her 'you supported that woman (the safeguarding officer) in destroying me and left my abuser out there enjoying sailing', we could see him out on the water in his boat and the waves were crashing and I was full of grief that my sea and my boats were taken from me.
I woke up.

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