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, 17 July 2014

Thursday Morning

Good morning,

Well last night as I prepared for today, Jersey's sham safeguarding board attacked again, and movies and preparation ended up lost as I dealt with them.

I went to bed sick and tired, with the wet tea-towel over me.

I slept well, dreamed a lot and woke early. But felt very sick and upset.

I got up, put the rent through and went to the shop, the shop gave me the wrong top up voucher and I hate being out when I am ill in the mornings as it doesn't feel safe to be out when I am not in full control of my body.
Anyway, the shop sorted the voucher out after I had failed to be able to top the phone up.
Then, frustrated and struggling, I had to phone and cancel my meeting.
They were nice and they re-scheduled.

I had got the ingredients for peanut butter on toast, so I had breakfast and felt better, did some work, and am now going to wash, put my beach clothes on and go to lunch club and swim afterwards if I feel well enough, then I will have a bath and do movies and relaxing and maybe the long-forgotten BBQ.

It is roasting hot here.

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