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:

Wednesday, 2 January 2013

I have just been out for a walk, bumping into people and sewing things back up after having such a bad patch.

I bumped into my angelic old friend and he asked if I had been writing and I said I hadn't, I asked how he was and he said 'close to death' which isn't a joke as he has cancer, but he told me that sad news that the man from church who had a stroke had passed away, and another lady from church is in hospital.

I went to get a cuppa with the last handful of loose change, but the burger man let me have my cuppa for free, and as I sat on the bench feeling tired and wondering if I could sit there all day, a dear Christian couple who I have known for years but rarely see, came along and offered a joyful greeting and we talked about the whole world and they offered me some money and this time I accepted, they used to offer me money in the days that I wouldn't accept.
so I have enough to get me through the day.

Some woman was trying to sell me a plastic flower as a 'lucky flower' but I told her I was homeless, she was trying to sell everyone this lucky flower and I don't know how she thought she would sell a plastic flower to anyone. She wasn't homeless.

I was feeling dizzy so I took some inhaler and sat for half an hour.
It is colder and wetter than the earlier forecast.

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