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, 16 September 2014

Tuesday lunchtime, oops posted on the wrong blog

Good lunchtime.

Well I had a patchy night's sleep.
I was not really fully asleep in the early morning and nearly got up at 5am.

I finally got up at about 8am, rousing myself from waking dreams about lawnmowers and bees. Humph, those bees were not very kind to me.

I also dreamed I contacted Jersey's judicial giraffe, and woke wondering if I should do so.

I looked at the computer, drank tea, realised it was art day, searched in vain for my art materials and scooted down to art class.

I wanted to draw a church but we couldn't find any, so I drew half an elephant, a quarter of a unicorn and an Italian chapel.

Came home for homous and cucumber sandwiches for lunch.

Meanwhile at Wolvsely:
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