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

Tuesday, 8 July 2014

Tuesday Night

Good evening,

Well I have been watching the last of Buffy season 7, to the grand finale.
And the flat is very tidy.

It has been raining but I put the washing on as I knew the rain would stop tonight. Pity I am too tired to hang it out.

The rare lesser spotted landlady was round because another resident needs plumbing work done, and she asked if I needed any plumbing done, and actually I have a leaky tap that I turned off at the stopcock so that will be repaired.

The landlady and the other resident asked what I had seen of the other night's incident, and I told them, and got some 'ohhs' about how it disrupted me.
Funny how everyone is asking about it today, when it is fading from my mind.

I walked down to the bay and sat on the wall, then I caught a bus and had a bus ride through the Great Hills, I got a scented candle in town and came home the long way, and was sick of the smell of the candle by the time I got back.
The bus got stuck because someone had parked their van on the yellow lines on the corner and so I walked 10 minutes home through the quiet back streets.

I am home, too tired to think, and so I will go to bed.

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