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, 9 September 2013

Hey peeps,

well yesterday the heavy showers of rain continued, and it was cold.
When youth group arrived at church, they let me borrow the church lounge so I sat in there and read my Bible and eventually the priest brought me a cuppa tea.

Then when youth group had their meal, they brought me pizza and beans and a jelly and ice cream and fruit :)

Eventually it was time to go out into the weather, and I went and got lots of cardboard again.

I put bin liners down on the ground, and cardboard, I did a cardboard box for my pillow and head to go in and put the waterproof coat over it, I got the big bit of plastic that was the survival bag but is too wet to sleep in and I did my bedding as usual and put the plastic and cardboard over me when I was in the bedding.
and hoped for the best.

The rain disturbed me and kept me awake for an hour in the early hours and some of my bedding still got wet, but I stayed dry and warm enough to get enough sleep to survive on, and I woke up all buried in cardboard at 7.30am after dreaming a lot.
And wandered to the cafe.

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