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:

Monday, 30 September 2013

Good morning peeps,

yesterday afternoon, I sat on my new duvet in my corner and did some reading and a slight bit of studying.
I brewed much tea.

In the evening the priest was still working to unblock the drains at church so he let me get a cuppa.

I went for my walk, brewed more tea, and went to the porch, slept despite the noise.

woke briefly in the night with terrors.

Woke again in the early morning, very warm, the weather is ridiculously mild compared to last year, the weather now is warmer than it was during last summer.

Got up, brewed tea and then it was time for pastoral care as it is early today.

Pastoral care was ok, then we set up for toddler group and then I came here to write.

The depression is bad at the moment.
I forgot to tell you that yesterday my friend brought the rest of my clothes, all clean, so I changed into my Sunday best in time for church.

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