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:

Friday, 25 April 2014

Friday Morning

Good morning,

Well it was 8pm before I finished all my  tasks yesterday.
I got home, had a bath, and then couldn't settle and did a bit of housework and handwashing underwear.

9.10, I was in bed and trying to settle in a new home and new bed.
New houses sound different, different noises, and also different temperature and different feel and different bed.

But after a short while, I was so tired I slept.

I slept a good night, apart from hearing a drunk person wailing down the street at one point, which hardly woke me.
I dreamed and dreamed of the Channel Islands, as if the dream was on repeat.
I dreamed of Jersey, especially the waterfront and the horrible development. I dreamed I didn't want to be in Jersey and thought I may as well get some photography done while I was there.

I woke, completely relaxed and very comfortable at 7.40am. It was raining hard outside.

I got up and had a leisurely wash and breakfast.

I am not sure what to do with my new home yet, I am still a bit lost in it, I need to learn how it works and why.

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