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:

Tuesday, 19 August 2014

Tuesday Afternoon

Good afternoon.

I biked up to the cliffs but it was busy up there, I came down to the reserve and left my clothes on the wall and swam in a cold calm sea.
It was quite busy on the beaches but not many people were in the sea where I swam.
I was so tired that I was not sure if I should swim, but it was refreshing.

I came home, rinsed the beach clothes and hung them out, had a bath and washed my hair, and cleaned the flat within an inch of it's life.

I had another parcel, this one was by parcel force.

It is a sunny day with clouds wandering about.

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