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:

Friday, 12 September 2014

Friday Morning

Good morning,

Yesterday I was tired but sure it wasn't a relapse. The sea was grey and choppy under a grey sky with a cold breeze, so I didn't swim, I waded.
I am sure it is good for my legs.

In the evening I did the usual evening walk, but forgot to put the washing on, so my swim things are still wet, I will swim this afternoon as it is a glorious sunny day.

I slept, my dreams were sad and vivid, I slept soundly, having had an early night as I was tired.
I woke bright and early and fell out of  bed and into life, but I am still in my sleep suit, I must wash and put the washing out and face the world.

I had my usual breakfast but I am running short of stuff now due to no benefits and money running out.

I see the Jersey News, I wonder if Reverend Phil Warren will stop saying 'Fire on Jersey' yet, showing off by using God's Name in vain is never productive.

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