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:

Sunday, 12 October 2014


Good afternoon,

Please excuse the lack of blog, I have been a bit busy.

Yesterday I went and got some shopping, not much as money is running low again, and I went to chat to some friends, it turns out that they own property including a safe quiet bedsit that they have offered me first refusal on if I do have to leave here.

When I got home I put the washing out as we have had a break in the bad weather and it is about to start again now, so I have just got the washing in.

Anyway, I was talking to various people about my bike, and everyone knows about my bike because it is the equivelant to a mobility scooter to me because I can't walk very well.

Anyway, yesterday evening I calmed down a bit, watched Buffy, and eventually went to bed and slept, I got deep sleep but woke at 4am, I am in remission but not getting enough sleep.

Wide awake at 4am, I got up, took my meds, composed my letters, looked at the lovely red dawn, and went down to the beach with my cup of tea.

When I got back I was vaguely waiting to to take a bath without disturbing  my housemates and ended up with it too close to church time so I never had my bath, I am still waiting to have my bath, but I daren't while I am cooking a small roast dinner again, seeing as the last one went well.

Anyway, this morning I walked up to church, and round the church was cordoned off with police on guard, oh help, what now? But church was open as normal. So I went in, didn't feel  any anxiety, nor giggles, nor anything, I just got on with it, my friends were away but they had texted me so I knew.
At the other church my friends who I sit with were back from holiday so that was ok.
My church people had all got the word about my bike, and bikes in the future were being offered, all of them need checking and the soonest available checked is next saturday, so someone has lent me a bike, they dropped it off after church.
The bike is similar to mine, only chunkier, it is a Raliegh but it is green unlike my blue bike that I am so familiar with. The chunky lent bike is harder to ride and I cannot adjust the saddle so it is a bit short for me, it will build my muscles if I have the strength to ride it, I have to get the light brackets off the blue bike, which is still at Al's and transfer them to the lent bike by tomorrow evening, otherwise I will be in difficulties unless I do a one-off early finish tomorrow evening.

My dinner is cooking, and I would like a bath and another bike ride before it gets dark.


  1. I'm glad to know about the new bedsit, even though it would be a shame to have to have to leave your current home. Hope the bike thing is sorted soon.

  2. Thank you Emma, I am sad but also relieved that there are solutions.