Introduction

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 http://whatreallyhappenedinthechurch.blogspot.co.uk/

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: http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/JJNP

Thursday, 17 July 2014

Thursday Evening

Life after the diocese has not had a gap in stats for quite a while, then this evening it has a gap, thats where there are no viewer hits in the 'now' window.

Anyway,
This morning I went to get my beach clothes off the line, and the ladies in the garden were leading me astray by talking about toyboys, but I was given fresh and delicious tomatos from the greenhouse.

I walked to the bus stop in my beach clothes and aqua shoes, which are not so good for walking.

I got the bus to the lunch club as I was too tired to walk.

We had a good lunch, fish and chips, and lemon pie. I thought I was doing ok on the quiz, but I only got 22 out of 30.

Then I struggled down the cliff and into the sea for a swim, a hot busy day along the coast, lots of people enjoying a swim, but I had plenty of room.

Then I came home, did some idle work, very tired and wanting to sleep, but I knew if I slept early I would have a bad night.

Eventually I hung the beach things to dry, went for my evening walk, got a few things at the shop, and had my bath and supper.

I am so tense at the moment, between fear of the church and their attacks, and fear of their associated attack through Jersey's sham safeguarding board, eventually something will give and I will be dead.

I keep thinking of new projects and how good life could be if I wasn't living in fear, but if I start a project, another attack by either Jersey or winchester will wreck that project, so I remain living in fear and branded and waiting to be destroyed again and finally.


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