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:

Thursday, 19 June 2014

Thursday Evening

Good evening,
Well I had a daycentre day and lunch,
it was so hot today, hot everywhere, someone fainted at the daycentre.

on the way home I went to the shops, stopped to chat to the neighbour, he was in a good mood and we had a good chat, it is nice that here is the old community and people say good morning and hello and stop to chat, like last night on my walk, my friend shouted me over and we just stood and talked.

Anyway, the flat was hot earlier but it is cool and airy and sweet smelling now.
I have had a walk down to the bay, I sat on the wall but the only ships are boring coasters, the foghorns were going this morning as it was misty, not a very sunny day but very hot, humid and the air was heavy, cooler now.

I am struggling to walk, very slow and painful, new foam pads, even new boots, would help.
I am unhappy that I am getting more and more unfit and overweight, but I can't do anything, and I can't defend myself against the Diocese and look after myself and my health, or even enjoy life, all I can do is wait to be destroyed and try to prevent it.

Lots of people are watching football, the idea is, if the team wins, people get drunk to celebrate, and if the team loses, people get drunk to console themselves, and a lot of money is involved, it means the beach is quiet but tonight I will have to close the window or drunken shouting will keep me awake.

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