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:

Monday, 30 June 2014

Monday Evening

Good evening,
I thought I had posted something this morning but I can't see a post there.
I slept well last night, woke up too hot as usual, used the last of the butter for breakfast toast, washed, dressed, sat here most of the day apart from basic kitchen cleaning,
did lentil soup from the emergency tins but it smelled like turps and tasted a bit like turps and the bread was butterless and a bit unappetizing.
I went for a walk and sat on the wall, watching the sea, made myself walk in the tide but didn't feel like it.
Some people were fishing from my bit of wall and in my bit of tide anyway, so it was all boring.

I came home and did fish and rice, the old fallback, I had one tin of tuna and one tin of salmon left, so I chose salmon, cos I am posh.
And I have been drinking coffee with it.

It is warm with sunshine and clouds, boring.

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