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:

Tuesday, 13 March 2012

I thought I would be too wound up to sleep last night, but in fact I had my best night's sleep here so far, which is on target, the first week in a town you don't know is when you don't sleep well, it gets better as the days go by.

I tucked down and slept instantly, woke at 3am for a peepee and slept again until the alarm went off, but I lazed and dozed because I was so comfy despite the fact it was raining. The rain only went into my duvet, it didn't get as far as me where I was snugly tucked into my sleeping bag feeling comfy and content :)

Breakfast was sandwiches on the church wall, and then I went and had a natter and a chinwag with Jesus and His mum and all the saints, then I went through the horrible ordeal of benefits office, and here I am.

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