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, 23 November 2014

sunday morning

Good morning peeps,

well I slept soundly in my new bed. The mattress is firm memory foam, ideal, it holds my spine in place.

I was dreaming as I began to wake up in the dark early morning, dreaming vaguely about my adoptive mum and my brother and army training.

I woke aching from yesterday but refreshed.

The rain and wind are battering the cliffs so I wil shower and walk over to the cliffs before church.

I am just enjoying tea and some quiet radio. It all feels so luxurious.

The great walk begins tomorrow, I have a lot to do. And apart from tomorrow, the weather now looks bad, blah.

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