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, 11 January 2015

Sunday evening

Good evening,

Well, I was well looked after at the welfare, well fed, and given a packed meal and some groceries. They only give a few groceries but it helps.
Unfortunately my bike was sabotaged while I was in there, both brake cables. So no brakes, I walked home in the cold wind.

I was OK-ish, dizzy sometimes, but I am glad I was well enough to get to the welfare.
However, with the bike out of action and no money, in such a rural place, I am a bit stumped.

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