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:

Wednesday, 2 October 2013

hey peeps,
I went to collect my lunch pack because I was told it would be left for me even if I didn't want my porridge and pastoral care.
I ended up having pastoral care and porridge anyway.

I am so tired.

Church had the usual meetings and maintenance for a Wednesday but I just borrowed the disabled loo to have a further bit of a wash and then went to have my hair cut. My hairdresser has made a good recovery from his heart bypass and is back full time now, he was as lovely as usual and thinned my shetland pony hair nicely.

Then I got my books ready for college this evening and changed out of my hair covered shirt, hair shirt, haha, and into a clean teeshirt and cotton top, haha, and here I am, off to the other town soon, maybe via an adventure.
I was walking with my stick earlier but my leg has eased a bit, now I am walking without stick and hope to do something daft for a cripple later.

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