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, 30 November 2014

sunday night

Good evening,

I biked to church this morning.
They announced the walk completion and I got a round of applause.

We had a lively service and then people were talking to me about the walk and I got sponsor money.
The first advent candle was lit today.

After that I came home, cooked roast dinner but suddemly felt ill and didn't want to eat.

So i biked into town to drop letters and sponsor money off.
I met a friend who is in real crisis, which reminded me to count my blessings.
I struggled home, still feeling rough, and made a good start on the big sort out of the flat, paperwork and task lists for the week.

The flat is neat, there are massive lists on the table, and the first signs of Christmas are here, a tiny tree, a tinsel penguin and some cards.

I am unusually tired and muzzy headed, so I will walk to the cliffs,  then when I return I will shower and sleep.

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