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:

Thursday, 5 September 2013

morning peeps,

yesterday I considered going to see a movie when the library closed, but I was tired and just not sure, so I wandered back to my corner and read my forgiveness book.
This is the book that the priest gave me in order to help me progress from the progress we have made.

I lit the stove and had some tea but wasn't hungry for supper, I chewed the food that my friend got me earlier.

the church was having a non-routine meeting and they invited me to use their kitchen for tea, so I did, and I had a quick wash in their disabled toilets -not literally in the toilets but you know what I mean :)

Then full of tea, I wandered off to sleep.
I slept soundly through the night, and woke in the early morning feeling highly lazy and comfy. People ought to sleep much more often.
I felt like all of my was rested and I was all warm and comfy, the problem is, this is the last night like this, because the bad weather is coming in :( yeeks, please pray.

But today is supposed to be really hot.
I got my swimsuit and towel out because I am going for therapy today and I thought I might have a swim in the sea before therapy.
I just looked at the forecast and it is a lot cooler in the town I go for therapy, which is no bad thing, it is going to be too hot here today.

Anyway, I put the stove on and had my wash and a cuppa, and then I came here to chat to you peeps.

Tomorrow the London weekend started and I have been anticipating that all week.

I also got a referral for heart screening yesterday, that is good, it will give me a better picture of what may be wrong or right and what to do next.

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