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, 2 November 2014

Sunday evening

Good evening,

Well earlier I went to collect the blue bike. It was sulking and chewing the railings, snorting at passers-by and wailing unhappily about Being Abandoned!
So I took it for a ride along the front, and we were hit by a squall and got very wet.

I came home and had a nice bath, put the wet clothes in the wash and put clean clothes on, about time too.
And then I gave the flat a thorough clean and sorted a lot of junk and paperwork while I had the second Princess Diaries film on to watch.

The pelting rain stopped and I took the rubbish out and went to the shop and had a walk along the front, the tide is big and the sea was foamy and wavey, it has been like this for a few days, not wildly rough and smashing over the side, and not calm, just right, very seaside, I have been able to hear the sea roar from here over the last few days and it is so lovely in the moonlight with the tide in.

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