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, 5 April 2013

Hi peeps,
Well I went to meet the minister, he wanted to know more about the things that had happened and what he had read in the paper and he talked about my future with him and his church supporting me.
He was kind, but you know what I am like when people talk about the future and support, it makes me want to wander in the wilderness and eat locusts and honey for ages.
The minister gave me some money to get another pair of jeans so my stinky jeans can be washed and a bit of money over for food.

When the minister left, I went to get some odds and ends for lunch and then I went and got some jeans.

Then I returned here to aimlessly compute, more news has been coming in through the day about what has happened and I remain stunned.
It is cold but dry out there and I have permission to go in church during choir practice and I am allowed to have a wash and wash my hair in the church loos, well not actually in the loo but in a washbasin.

I'm hoping to see the eyupmeducks next week. They have orange cups in their church.

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