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:

Monday, 14 January 2013

Hi peeps,
I went to redeem my second voucher at the chip shop and got sausage and chips and a can of coke, not healthy but sustaining, and I have some chips left over for my supper.
It was pouring with freezing sleety rain and so I sheltered in the subway and ate some of my lunch there, as you know, I am no good at recognising people, so when a lady came by and said hi, I wondered who she was, especially as she had her hood up, she narrowed things down by saying she had been working in the church office and it was cold in there.
Anyway, I went over to MIND to start my recovery course, which went ok, same again next week. MIND made me a nice big cup of tea, which is enough to cure anyone.

Then as I left MIND I saw my friend as she hurried to a meeting and I went to the welfare and wailed miserably at them about being a wet blanket and they kindly provided a sleeping bag and a spare fleece and some socks and hat, scarf and gloves, and also some fruit juice cartons, biscuits and chocolate.

So I stashed the new things and came to the library. I feel tired now.

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