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:

Monday, 4 August 2014

Monday Lunchtime

A rough night, a tough journey,
and the beautiful Channel Islands,
my heart broke.

I am tired now, all I want is my trains video and to suck my thumb and drify.
This is the trains video:

One thing I missed too much when I was in Jersey, was my railway and my trains.
The Southern line runs through my heart and nothing will ever replace it.

Although the first sight of Jersey this morning also stopped my heart, pity we had to wait at Guernsey so long.

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