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:

Sunday, 31 August 2014

Sunday evening

Good evening,

No sign of the police returning.

Earlier I washed the windows and windowsills, and put the clean dry net curtains back up, it was surpisingly easy, I had thought I would run out of energy but I was fine.

I had another bike ride, posted a letter and rode along the seafront.

I have been plodding on with work and my bed is frashly made with clean linen and I am in clean pyjamas and ready for bed soon.

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