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:

Monday, 27 October 2014

Monday Morning

Good morning,

Well I slept a long and quiet night, dreamed a lot towards morning, dreamed there was a murder I was implicated in, vaguely Jane Fisher, but thankfully I had alibis, and dreamed I was working in a vast and very strange warehouse, and didn't  mind the work but found the human contact and complexities difficult, in the dream I was struggling to sign in and know my role and in the end I was sent to a place called electricals, where a little group of people were trying to separate sweets from live bees, very tricky.

I woke up and it is a glorious sunny day, I have to book a  haircut and get the bike to the next town now.

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