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 November 2012


I went for my lunch break and wandered into church and they fed me tea and were kind to me.
One of them offered to come and take me to get a food voucher later.
Food vouchers have to be got through the Official Channels,
so I got grabbed and hauled in the direction of Official Channels, which make me swear and panic.
But once they got bored with being officious they doled out a voucher and booted us out, I think having someone with me helped, because I long since gave up letting the official channels chew me up and spit me out just for a basics voucher.

the weather is boring and has agreed to stay boring tonight. yay.
I have a very tight chest due to panic, air does not want to go in or out of my lungs, anaerobic living, what fun.

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