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:

Saturday, 21 September 2013

Hi peeps,

well yesterday evening I had a cuppa at church but the choir weren't in, so I didn't stay, I went and sat in the cafe with my book for a while and then bedded down.
Despite it being a weekend night, it was fairly quiet and I slept through the night, dreamed about pet-sitting some tigers and realising it was a mistake when they started growling.

Woke feeling cranky and achy, eventually wandered out of bed and did hair and teeth and stumbled down to the cafe to hear more about the investigation. Got a bit cross and rattled off a cross email.
When will this nightmare end?

went and had pastoral and porridge, had some library time, had lunch wiv me pals, popped into my friend's shop briefly, sitting here too hot and need to go and wash and rest, not the best day ever.

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