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, 18 April 2012

well that was a smoov and peaceful journey back to sattelite town.

I also managed to get something to eat and drink as I hurtled for the train, usually I am hungry and thirsty on the long journey, especially thirsty, but this time I had food, drink and sweeties, and generally I was left in peace and quiet in my corridor.

ran for the bus, started having trouble breathing, I was earlier as well. missed the bus, took my inhaler, went to soup kitchen, they had nice food parcels and hot spicy soup but no tea, roar was garbling about a book he has got for me, I got soup and food and wandered off, went to McD's where I am now and used the sticker card that gloomy gave me for a tea, here I am, it is still raining.

I have enough stickers of my own for another hot drink when I want it. I am going to catch the bus in a minute.

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