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, 3 July 2014

Thursday Evening

Good evening,

Well this morning after some water and anti-inflammatories I made it to the shop without being sick or keeling over.
And there I bought butter and milk and other food and also deodorant.
Never buy deodorant from your corner shop, poor selection and expensive, but I used the last of mine yesterday and was in a hurry to recover in time to walk up to lunch club.

I got home and did peanut butter on toast and tea with real milk for breakfast, I had been looking forward to it for days but I didn't have much appetite when it came to enjoying it.
So I had my wash, did a bit of computer stuff and headed for lunch.

A hot day with clear skies was going on, so I set off with my swimsuit on under my beach shorts and teeshirt, and enjoyed a leisurely walk along the seafront, the front was busy and some of the bach too, but further along under the cliffs was quieter, I had my huffing puffing climb up the cliff, and suddenly my memory came back, I used to live up here, in the lodging house, before I got my flat! :) Ah, sweet memories. I used to stand on the cliff top at night or early morning and look at the sea, but I am happy to live down in town now, it is easier on my back to live in a more level area, the cliff top is all hills and huffs and puffs one way or another.

I walked down to lunch, and a train went shooting and tooting past, and again, I remembered that I miss the trains, one thing I hated about Jersey was no train, the grockle train is not a train, it is a way of fleecing grockles when they should walk their own little legs along the front.
Anyway, it was nice to step out of my very small world for a while and go back a bit and out a bit.

I went in to lunch and got a friendly welcome, I sat with some people I didn't know, when I get there it is always so hot and crowded, I tend to go in, recoil, go back out and then go in again, dunno what they think of that.
But anyway, I sat with a quiet couple and two ladies who were having deep conversations, I  had plenty of room, we had hot quiche and hot Jersey royals with butter, and plenty of salad. Eating Jersey Royals always makes me grin nortily, because I always think 'Eating the Bailhache Brothers'.

We did the quiz, and I was a bit rubbish because it is all films and celebrities, not my strong point, I got 17 out of 30something, and at our table we begged him to start doing history and geography quizzes :)

We had strawberry gataux with cream for dessert, and then coffee and mints, it is done in style at my luncheon club! :) I've missed them, I haven't gone there for a while just due to life and distance and mainly hanging out at the drop in, I am having a break from the drop in.
A bit like homeless daycentres, you can end up dependent, and it is summer, I should be on the beach.

Anyway, talking of beaches, after lunch, and yes I know what they say about swimming after lunch :( I wandered down the cliff and back up the front to my beach, feeling still a bit tired and ill from the morning, and wondered if I even should swim, but I did, had a good sploshy swim in the big old waves, looked up at the Great Hill, beautiful against the pale blue sky, and oh what a glorious day!
I had a brief sunbathe, I am mildly allergic to the sun, and last year I made myself sick from sunburn, so this year more careful.
Then I clothed myself in beach clothes, I never take a towel, it's just, swimsuit under teeshirt and shorts, and then wet swimsuit under rather wet and sandy teeshirt and shorts, and when I get home it all goes in the bowl for a rinse.
Anyway, the tide was coming in, so I walked the tide and picked up shells and stones I liked for my room, and then sat on the wall and dreamed and watched the ships.

When I got home I had a bath, and have overcooked the pizza.
The blog stats on the church blog are doing well without me posting anything
I will now watch movies. I am on the last episode of season 6 of Buffy, the one where Willow goes completely bonkers, ahh.
I do not really like season 6 much, basically from season 5 onwards it all gets increasingly grim and it is different from seasons 1-4, which I prefer, I prefer the old days, no Dawn, Willow with Oz etc, not that I dislike Tara, she and Willow are sweet together, but, the dynamics of the scooby gang changed too much really with Dawn and Tara and no Oz, and I liked Oz, well I like Seth Green, but never mind.
Did someone just say 'Geek'? :)
Anyway, last word, I do not like Season 7 at all apart from Spike being insane. But I will watch it nonetheless.

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