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, 29 November 2012

I walked down to physiotherapy this morning, the sun was shining, the sky was blue, it was bitter cold and the boats on the incoming tide looked amazing.
I was happy, I suppose. It was a lovely walk.
Physio was ok, and I asked him if I could do a sponsored walk on this leg, he said it should be ok.
I am hoping to do a walk soon. :)

I got some jeans on the way back and left my clothes to be washed by the lady at church, then I had a shower, and I have been writing ever since.
It is already bitterly cold outdoors.

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