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, 24 October 2012

I did it, I managed to get six stickers for a cuppa, yay.
I had a nice cuppa and then went back to church to pray.

I hope that when I get my money I will be able to keep my food intake levels low, not starvation low but just losing weight and being as healthy as possible low to encourage my legs and my blood pressure to be better. Fear of starving and a bad diet on the streets and asthma steroids and lack of mobility has ensured that I gained too much weight.
I am beginning to shrink.

There is mist rolling around. It is going to remain mild and foggy and drizzly.
It is less than 5 hours until soup kitchen. My final soup kitchen and the end of the thin time as long as my money is in tomorrow morning.

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