Introduction

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 http://whatreallyhappenedinthechurch.blogspot.co.uk/

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: http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/JJNP

Monday, 1 September 2014

Monday evening 2

I realised that evening bike ride time is getting earlier as the darkness grows longer, so I went out for my bike ride.
I was scooting off the road end wall to continue my bike ride, when someone shouted me over, they knew me, knew my name but I was not sure who they were, church or Tuesday social or something, so I stopped to talk and they introduced me to their Mum. Good thing I am not superstitious, last time I was introduced to someone's mum on that same spot, she had died within a week.

Anyway, I scooted about, watched the hat of rainclouds on the Great Hill. Came home, and I am so tired, I will go to bed early.

I never knew the neighbour's dog was called Bob, he's a boxer too :)

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