Introduction

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 http://whatreallyhappenedinthechurch.blogspot.co.uk/

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: http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/JJNP

Saturday, 29 June 2013

I missed so much out of my post earlier.
I forgot to tell you that soon I may be able to use a hydrotherapy pool, and that will be really good for my legs and other problems!

And last night, I dreamed about the island.
It was a clear and vivid dream, the sky was deep blue and the rocks were warm in the sun, it was a far spring tide and I looked out to sea, I knew I had learned something, I had learned that you always have to know what your enemies are doing if you live on this beautiful but corrupt island.

I walked down to the sea and began to walk on the seabed as the spring tide was far out, I walked round the muddy seabed on the bays until I reached the harbour.
In the harbour a father and child were trying to right a lazer dinghy that had heeled as the tide went out. There were other people tending their boats, talking, some whom I vaguely recognized.
I woke up because of the dog. But it was a vivid dream.

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