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:

Monday, 8 December 2014

Monday evening

Good evening,

A very tired blogger writes this.

This morning I biked to gym assessment.
I was told by my trainer that my leg injury is a shin splint rather than a tendon strain.
I have never had a shin splint before, it is painful, I used to train with someone who was prone to shin splints and they were in pain a lot. I have to avoid impact on that leg for the moment, so my gym was only slightly disrupted, I had a good workout and then a swim, then I biked home along the cliffs on a glorious clear, cold and sunny morning.

I had a teabreak, set off again for meetings and errands, home for lunch, off again to caretake my friend's house, then health and fitness, where I am only losing weight all the time and have nearly finished the set programme but will continue, albeit at another location and in a different way, it has been a success.

Anyway, home from there, quick break, bit of writing, and back out to church social.

Church social was good, and then I got some groceries and walked home under a clear starry sky, a cold night with a bright moon, the cliffs so quiet and deserted and the calm sea rippling in the cold wind and breaking gently on the shore far below the cliffs.
Home and very tired, catching up with emails and writing.

Tomorrow I help with another church Christmas event, then I have a haircut and some shopping.

Then the serious Christmas Dinner season starts after tomorrow, thankfully I am allowe any amount of turkey, and I have just had turkey fillets for my supper, as I sometimes do, cooked from raw, nothing added, very good for you.

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