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:

Wednesday, 12 November 2014

Wednesday evening

Good evening,

A very tired person writing this.

I fell out of bed and into a bath and cuppa and went to collect my adoptive mother from the travel terminal this morning.

We have had a day of walking, talking, cafe, out and about and at the flat.

I returned her to her transport home this evening and came home very tired to prepare for tomorrow.

The weather has been, and remains, atrocious, wind and rain, for the forseeable future.

I am tired and will sleep well. I slept well last night although horrible premonition continues, as if death or grief is close to someone I know, but I do not know who, and it remains that so many people who I was close to are left behind, and it is one of those who is sending this premonition, although not deliberately.

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