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:

Friday, 11 October 2013

yesterday morning I went to pastoral care but didn't feel too good.
Pastoral care was ok, and then I went to have a quick cuppa where I usually do knitting but I was too ill to knit.

I went litterpicking and then went to the library, I didn't go to college, I was too ill, I swapped towns to get a night in a bed and breakfast, and simply slept all night.

woke this morning on the anniversary of the horror that made me homeless.

re-inacted the scene backwards.

take care peeps, speak soon.

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