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, 4 July 2014

Friday Morning

Good morning,

Well last night I was tired but after watching movies for a while, I went for a walk, it was dusk, and the sunset was fading red and pink and purple, into night.
There were kids jumping off the sea wall.

I wandered about, and it was a warm night with all the sparkly lights and I was reminded of my life on the streets, safe from the diocese, I wanted to stay out and roam about, but I came home to sleep, I would be sleeping better on the streets in this heat, indoors is too hot.

It  took hours to get to sleep, I was too hot, in the end I had to wash myself with a cold flannel and sleep without anything.

I did sleep, and now I am awake, and it is a hot sunny day, but the rain comes in tonight, so I will have a swim today while it lasts.

Last night I dreamed about the golden fields and the snobbish oligarchy of mid Hampshire, I dreamed about JM, I dreamed I was back there. I woke feeling quite happy to be out of there, away from being the poor little sister to the rich of the mid Hampshire villages.

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