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, 11 September 2013

Good morning peeps,

Well when I left the library yesterday I went and got some odds and ends from the bakery to eat, and went and put the stove on for tea and water to wash with, I ate the food and stopped feeling dizzy, I guess my blood sugar was low because I haven't wanted to eat so I haven't eaten much.

I washed my hair and my arms and legs and brushed my teeth and changed my socks and sat and read my book.
Then I did some gardening for church until the churchpeople arrived, and then I talked to my churchpeople and had tea and cake before their meeting started and then I conntinued my wash in the church toilets, cos there are some parts of the wash that I cannot do outdoors in a bucket ;)
I also washed some underwears and dried it under the hand drier.

The church meeting went on late and I sat and read and drank tea.
At the end of the meeting I was helping with washing up and cups of tea, because my friends were staying behind to do paperwork, and it was very late, so we had another cuppa and then I was tired so I wandered off into my blankets and slept.

I slept the night with only one toilet break despite all that tea, and I woke up feeling highly lazy and comfy about things and wanting to stay in bed.
I did the usual and came here for a cuppa.

Today I have a cuppa tea at church at 9.30 and I am meeting my friend for Pastoral care at 4pm.
It is only a few days until I go to London, I am terrified.

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