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:

Tuesday, 23 December 2014

Tuesday morning

Good morning,

I had a rough night, mainly due to  other residents being noisy.

I was up at 6pm nonetheless, I had been afraid I would be up all night.

And then I was cleaning the apartments from 7am, so I have a little bit left to do.

I took the blue bike, which was playing up no end, and handed it over for it's checkup and repair. It tried to bite the bike man.
Wait till if finds out it is due a wash!
I hope the work doesn't cost more than the estimate, as I am not well off, and I still have the rent to pay.

I have to collect the bike later. I had to walk home as I forgot my bus ticket.

Life feels quite depressing.

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