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:

Friday, 22 February 2013

morning peeps,
last night I eventually let go of my book and fell into an uneasy sleep with terrors,
I was woken by a cup of tea at some unearthly hour and had to have five more cups in order to revive.
I have now been an indoorsperson for two weeks I think, I don't really really like it but it is a necessary weevil, maybe, perhaps. Please can I go back to my nice porch now?
My friend says that technically I am no longer a ruff sleepah.
grr. Indoors is hot and dry, people should live outdoors much more often.

Well anyway, my friend and I went to the bank this morning and then I was left in charge of the shop for an hour, I was joined by my lovely assistant eventually and I had put on his time sheet 'Late again!' as a joke but he was ever so apologetic and I fell about laughing.

I am just waiting for some news.
I am at the shop, one of the senior volunteers has taken over and my friend and the assistant have gone to adoration in one of the district churches.

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