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:

Tuesday, 18 February 2014

Tuesday afternoon

Good afternoon,
Well I went and socialized but felt quite unwell.
My friends were busy and I wanted to come home to bed, they gave me milk and breadsticks to bring home and I told them I could just do with some houmous to go with the breadsticks, and I was in luck, because when I stopped at the shops on the way home, there was houmous reduced, so I got some and had houmous and breadsticks for lunch.
I haven't exactly gone back to bed, I have had an anti-histamine and am resting, I am still thinking about my walk, but I don't feel too good.

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