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, 10 August 2014

Sunday Night

Good evening,

I am sitting in my bed with my computer.
I had another short walk to the sea earlier but the tide was right out and boring, and I had forgotten the memory card for the camera.
I struggled home, very low on energy, and did some writing.

I decided eventually to have a warm bath, warm not hot, to see if that helped as it sometimes does.
Sadly I managed to lock myself out of the flat in my pyjamas, dont ask how!
I had a plate to return to the neighbour, ok? So I went and gave her the plate, and asked if she could phone the landlady! :) Thankfully the landlady lives very close by and was home, so I got let back in and we all laughed and the neighbour had needed to talk to her anyway and so we all talked, and I told them woefully about my bike too. Not having a good time at the moment, but at least I didn't have to sleep in the garden in my jamas. Bad enough being deported in them! :)

Anyway, so I have been just quietly doing this and that.

Bed time.

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