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, 13 February 2013

Hi peeples,

Today I went to the dentist and asked if I could bite a dentist please? They made me an appointment for 1200 midday and I went to the shop and stashed my backpack and sat at the desk as the others all had to go out and there was only the lady who indexes the books.

I went to the dentist and waited for ages and then the dentist saw me and said he would leave my bad toof in and give me antibiotics instead, so I have lethal antibiotics as I can't take penicillin.

So I picked up the prescription and also some yakult stuff in order to keep my belly happy while I am on antibiotics.

And here I am in the shop.
I have to go and try to deal with the jobcentre at 3pm :( nightmare, I just need to register there because I seem to be staying in this area now, but I have no c/o address and I am worried that they may not register me, but no one seems to be able to advise me what to do about this. It looks like the repeat of the nightmare where they refused me my benefits a while back.

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