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, 11 March 2014

Tuesday lunchtime

Good lunchtime,

Well yesterday water started coming through the ceiling, thankfully when I went on a hoover hunt, complete with net and stun gun, old landlord was hiding in a cupboard, so I told him, and he said that the water is also causing the electrics and lights problem, so he humphed vaguely at the sorry mess of towels, buckets and drips, and wandered off to find the cause, never to be seen again, ho-hum.

The hoover, however, was taken by surprise and agreed to make my room look smarter.
So, hoovered, tidied and with the washing up done, I started brewing pots of strong, rich, brown, hot tea.
I also had soup and bread for lunch.

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