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, 9 September 2014


Good evening,

Please excuse the lack of blog at the moment.

I fell out of bed tired this morning, could not find my art stuff and endured art, doing still lifey stuff.

Then I was going to swim but the tide was hitting the wall, so I went and did odds and ends in town, and kept meeting people I knew.
I met the guy who runs the Wednesday drop-in and he said I should come along as I haven't been for ages, and I said I will go tomorrow.

Then I biked up the bay for my swim.
The surf was strong and the sea was choppy, so as well as a lot of wave jumping and swallowing water, I got well exercized and invigourated.
I came home but my bike has returned to gear and chain problems so I left it with Al, again!

Had a bath, hung the washing.
And now my tasks are some work and some sorting and tidying paperwork and room.

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