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:

Wednesday, 10 July 2013

Good morning you peeps,

Yesterday I stayed in the library and then went and had a good old wash under the garden tap, I washed my hair and everything.

Then I sat and read my book, and when churchpeople came to have a meeting at church, I wandered in and had cuppas and sat quietly.

The meeting went on until late and so I sat and read my book.
When the church closed, the old priest was cheerfully chatting to me, and then I went for my walk, I neglect my walks these days, but my little radio is nearly dead, the wear and tear has worn it out.

I went and bedded down and used most of the bedding as pillow, slept soundly and woke feeling comfy this morning.
I got up and stashed and came here.

I am due to go to the city with the star above it today, to meet up with an old friend.

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