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, 9 January 2014

Thursday evening

Good afternoon.
Well I slept eventually last night, woke at a reasonable hour.

Today I tidied up, myself, my room, my things. Showered, ate, had a walk, did some shopping.
This afternoon at my friends' house, I am in the norty corner because I accidentally broke the little toy golfer in the golf game, he needs plastic surgery now.
I must remember washing and watering.

Some people have suggested I go into a Christian community, but considering my background, I would only become distressed if I did.
And the record the diocese have branded me with would mean no community will ever accept me, just as no employer and no university and most areas of society outside the underworld I am forced to live in ever will.

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