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:

Saturday, 18 October 2014

Saturday morning

Good morning,

I will do a quick blog because people are listening in.

I woke lazily at 8.30 and haven't got as far as getting dressed but I am in clothes I could be deported in, of course, as usual my jamas look like day clothes.

I have had my allowance of tea with sugar, so I am sad now, no more until tomorrow.

As you may have guessed, I had a rough few days, but I had better news yesterday morning, hence being a bit busy sorting out paperwork etc.

I have a busy day so I must dress and get on with it, and today is when we sort out bikes, probably including collecting the blue bike, which someone has offered money to repair. I would like the blue bike if it can be repaired properly, because it is easy to ride, while the borrowed bike is so heavy that I don't want to ride it. But I am supposed to look at a bike I have been offered this afternoon as well.

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