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, 21 May 2013

Good morning peeps,
I slept as best I could on the sofa last night, I dreamed I was in the hostel in my childhood, I  was a child again with my siblings, it is funny, peeps, my dreams are in sequence because I was back on the violent sink estate in my dreams the other night, and we went from there to the hostel.

Anyway, I was woken briefly by the dog this morning, slept again and was woken by the delivery man delivering a bed at 7am, woke up in pain and miserable because of the noise, but I surfaced and became human.

My friend is smoking, which is not good for me, my friend says I am not well and she will drop me at the drop in and have me to stay tonight.

I had apple pie for breakfast, well, people should have apple pie for breakfast sometimes, don't be boring! :)

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