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, 1 January 2013

Happy New Year peeps,

Yesterday I was worried about surviving the night, it was a rainy night and nowhere to go.
I went to the pub for a cuppa but a druk lady decided she wanted a quarrel, so that was no good.
so I wandered around and found that trains were still running and caught a train for a while.
Thankfully the burger vans and 24 hour cafes were also running as normal so I managed to get enough tea.

The time crept up towards 11pm, which is currently my normal bed time, and time crept on so I went down to the waterside and sat and waited, then I got my radio out and listened to that.
Soon 'Auld lang whatever' was on the radio and then the countdown.

Then all the fireworks went off across the water and all around, I could see fireworks for 360 degrees, up on the hills, over the town, over the water, fireworks everywhere, and loads of Chinese Lanterns. Beautiful.
So it was New Year and whatever.

I wandered dozily along the quay wall, there were also some polis on the quay wall, they were probably posted to stop silly people from jumping or pushing each other.
I said 'Happy New Year!' to the police, and they looked up, startled, and returned the greeting, they didn't look happy, but that is probably because their year ends and starts with the mess caused by revellers.

I wandered up to the church, listening to the church bells on the radio, I had ringing in my ears, haha.
And I hid behind the church and had a pee, excuse me, how naughty of me.
My friends had been doing a New Years Vigil service at church and came out and handed me a tub of pringles and I dived into the back of the car and off we went, off the crazy New Years Streets.

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