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:

Saturday, 10 November 2012

Hi Peeps,
Happy weekend to you.

Yesterday I was trying to find a bed and breakfast for the night and was unable to, so i asked my Minister friend if he knew of one, and he didn't, so he rang me back and asked if I would like to stay the night, I was unsure about this and especially he has been ill and as his wife is not comfortable to have me to stay. But he said it could be ok.

I was tired and the medicine made me too sleepy to think straight.

So I went to their house and had some supper and watched television. I always get very talkative about things on television as I don't watch it often and find it so amazing.

I went to bed on the conservatory floor at 8.30 and slept like I was dead until 4am.
Then I woke up and lay there for a while, opened the back door, went back to sleep.

The minister woke me at about 8am, and I had a shower and we had breakfast and then he dropped me off in town, I went to some rememberance prayers and went to my church but the church sitter had no keys and no one else had turned up.
So I came here and got a 50p cuppa on the way.

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