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:

Thursday, 18 October 2012

Hello bloggypeeps,
I went looking for someone to spare me some water. I had a bright idea thanks to a friend.
I went and timidly asked at a church, there was a lovely young girl on reception and she got me several big cups of water. She also got me some tins and a packet of biscuits and she stopped to talk.

I never know what to say to anyone when they kindly offer me tins, I don't want people to be offended or get the wrong idea when I turn them down, but tins are heavy and I am carrying a heavy backpack, and tins without ringpulls are tricky because I have no tin opener at the moment, and I am very low on fuel for my stove, I am saving it or absolute emergency.
I thank the kind girl with gratitude and she gives me a hug, and then I wander off, I go into another church and sit down to pray as no one is there, and then I fall asleep.

I wake up an hour later and I truly don't know if any of the few people who have come in to pray realise I was asleep.

I go to the loo and am back here, eating nice biscuits quietly.
I have managed to outdo the mencace who was sitting here eating olives earlier, the smell of olives and the noise he made eating them was annoying, but I have biscuits, so there. :)

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