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, 12 July 2013

Hi peeps,

well I made my way to the town where the clinic is.

I had time so I had a careful wade in the sea, the rocks were sharp and the swell was strong, but I enjoyed the paddle, then I went to the clinic, we talked through the final psychological report and he decided to re-phrase a few things so they made sense, and then the report was printed and emailed.
All done.

After the psych session I caught the train back, and was lucky enough to get a seat on both journeys.

I am here, all hot and sunburned but doing remarkably well with the heat and sun that usually make me so ill, I think my rigid anti-histamine and asperin routine is helping.

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