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:

Saturday, 22 March 2014

Saturday Afternoon

Good afternoon,

Last night I was tired and I slept,
I has screaming nighmares and woke and put the lamp on,
then I slept again and dreamed peaceful sad dreams.

Woke and argh! the lamp was on and I hate light first thing in the morning.

Got up, washed, the water was cold, it was cold last night too, I wonder if we have now lost the hot water.
The landlord knocked and said that the antisocial tenants are staying on their last warning rather than being kicked out yet.

I am tired and I went treasure hunting and found nothing but really struggled to walk, I am worried now.
Living in a house is different from being on the streets of a town where there is soup kitchen, bins and dropped coins on weekend mornings.
I don't know what to do, and the way I am tired and struggling to walk is far from ok.

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