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:

Monday, 24 February 2014

Monday Evening

Good evening,
Well this morning I walked to town, which counts as a long walk.
I went to the welfare and wailed miserably at them about Everything Being Wrong.
There is no cure for that so they vaguely patted me on the head and got me a pot of tea.
Then I wandered home again.

I have been busy with paperwork and a bit of blog and just drifting, I feel so tired and dull and sleepy.

I am doing rice and salmon for tea. I do not like tinned salmon, I prefer fresh salmon, but beggars cannot be choosers, not that I'm a beggar.

I cleaned the bathroom and generally everything is clean and tidy.The rice is soaking and the salmon is waiting on the table, it smells fishy :(

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