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, 26 July 2014

Saturday Morning

Good morning,
Hot and sunny here on the Great Ship Bay.

Well it was late when I got to bed, past midnight, and I was tired,
I slept with the wet pillowcase and teatowel to keep me cool.
I dreamed a lot despite sleeping without any 5HTP.
I dreamed about my family and Bob Hill and so much else.
I woke at just after 9am, lazy weekend hours.

I am sitting here being lazy, but I must go and do a photoshoot of the flower festival and then I will have a swim and then later is the carnival.

I somehow cut the palm of my hand last night, and it stings.

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