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:

Tuesday, 26 March 2013

Tomorrow I start my walk home.
so tonight I walked, I love this city, it is still the magical city of my childhood, and I walked down to where the old hostel used to be, where we lived when I was seven years old, some things haven't changed in 25 years and some things have changed a bit.
I walked further than I intended and I started coughing up on the way back.

When I got back I had a shower as I didn't have one this morning and I have continued to cough, a lot of blood but I do think the infection is clearing, the swelling in my face is going down and I am sure I will be fairly normal within a few days.

I should go to bed now peeps, or soon, I have done my gargles and covonia vapor and things.

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