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, 3 January 2013

Hi peeps,
I'm hungry.


Today after sitting in the library a while I swapped towns, the town a few miles down the road is a change of scene, and I went shopping briefly, including knickers as I was smelling, and I can't get away with washing and drying my knickers in the loos here.
So I did my shopping and had a wander, and then parked myself in the library where I am quietly sitting and working.

Earlier I heard a load of rubbish from someone.
A chugger trying to get money off me, to which my reply is 'I'm homeless'
So she tried to tell me a load of ill-informed nonsense about Shelter.
She tried to tell me that you can go to the council to contact shelter and that they help everyone except criminals and that there are lots of Shelter helplines.
What nonsense, and Shelter is ineffectual and of no use to me.

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