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 Afternoon

Good afternoon,
I went into town to do various, and then fell asleep at my new home and dreamed about police and cells and beatings and Jane Fisher and being treated badly by the NHS because of the diocese.

I was relieved to wake up!
I woke knowing that I really do need an operation and the diocese are preventing that by being a threat to me.

It is still pouring with rain here and I have no idea now what is happening this weekend, it has all gone to pot.

I forgot to say, my upper spine, shoulder and skull have been fine throughout the move, which is testimony to the skill of the man who has been repairing them, unfortunately my knee hasn't fared so well and is very out, the kneecap will not stay in place :( I have to wait until either I am safe from the diocese and their police and my medical records are correct or until I can go overseas to get a scan and operation.

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