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:

Tuesday, 3 September 2013

well I got my hair done, my hairdresser was a bit better, he had a heart attack and had to have emergency surgery, I offered him the full fee but he still wouldn't accept it even though he can only work part time at the moment.

I went to see all me pals and had much cuppa tea, I was not hungry and didn't eat.

My friend popped in, it has been exactly a month since i last saw her and we were both in crisis then and both happy now, so we had a hug and a chat.

I wandered back to the library and got a text from my friend saying she had left a bottle of gas and a book for me by my storage box, which I still refuse to tell you about, it is a safe storage box with a lock, arranged for me by certain people.

I have attempted to eat some lunch, I managed some little crackers and some little ham and cheese squares.

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