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:

Saturday, 5 July 2014

Saturday 7.30am

Good morning,
Well it was 4.30am before I slept, and now I am awake, tired and hot, an hour and a half after I hoped to set off, so I am going for the 7.50 bus, I am washed and half dressed, and I do not feel like breakfast,
the street is full of police vehicles and people in space suits, the tent is still there.
The police were battling to keep the tent and tarpauilin down last night as the wind and rain battered it.
I have done toast but I feel sick and it is too early for toast. Bleh, see you later peeps.

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