Introduction

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 http://whatreallyhappenedinthechurch.blogspot.co.uk/

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: http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/JJNP

Sunday, 29 June 2014

Sunday lunchtime

Good lunchtime,
Just updating because the stalkerstat is slavering for news.

Yesterday was a slow day, I didn't go out during the day, I have been very low and despairing and would rather hide.
By afternoon though, I was tidying the flat and watching movies.

In the evening I went out for a walk in the rain, I went to the supermarket with my last 90p, and got reduced sandwiches, 10p a pack, reduced bread, 2 loaves, 10p each, and reduced clementines, 39p a pack.
Came home, used the last real milk on a cuppa, put my earplugs in and slept.

Woke relaxed this morning, not really remembering the busy dreams I had.

Got up, washed, dressed, drank tea with UHT from the emergency crate, went to church and survived it, had a coffee afterwards, came home, ate the 10p sandwiches, and here I am, sitting here. The UHT is not bad, it isn't English UHT, it is from the crate I got from Amazon when I was at the lodging house on the hill, I have plenty to get me through to my next payment, and plenty of teabags, coffee and sugar, my main worries are deodorant and butter and food.

It is a sunny, mild day, but I am not in any mood to go out, some people were swimming in the sea as I walked home from church, but I am tired and unhappy. I have no wish to swim, or see people.


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