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, 31 January 2014

Friday afternoon

Friday afternoon.

Well this morning, too groggy from the three herbal tabs I took last night, I had to get myself ready, a bag packed and the housework done, as well as some porridge to eat.

At first I was in slow motion, but I sped up and managed to get myself sorted out on schedule.
I have arrived in the town where my friend is, and will meet with her in a few hours.
It was four separate journeys just to get here, and that doesn't include the walking.

I am feeding this irritating song to everyone
copy and paste, my links don't work.

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