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 after a few delays and setbacks I arrived here, I arrived, wandered around, found a stashplace, always tricky at first but maybe my sleeping things and clothes will still be there later, I can't carry everything all the time.

This is indeed a rough town, but they believe in personal space here, and that is what matters.

I enjoyed the journey here.

Before I left my town I picked up my new mouthguard from the dentist and managed to get a grip bag from the charity shop where I also donated all my spare clothes.

so I have with me a heavy backpack, a roll of bedding and a grip bag of clothes.

I am in McD's for a comforting cuppa, it will be soup kitchen soon, time to face the horrible reality of this new town.

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