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, 14 January 2015

Wednesday Morning

Good morning,

Well last night as I settled to sleep, a massive thunderstorm hit, and the room kept being lit up by lightning.
Which is not condusive to sleep.
I am sure thunderstorms aren't meant to happen in January, or when I am just going to sleep.

But in the end I settled to sleep, I had a troubled night, dreaming of deceased Bishops and grieving wives and airports and hotels, also buses and strikes. Dunno what that was about but I wasn't sleeping soundly.

I woke in the dark, needing the loo, not knowing what the time was, but after a while other people were up and about, so I decided it was morning.
It was.

So I had a cuppa, and then have been witnessing just how far gullible people believe the CofE propaganda.

Now I must get on with my writing, and some tea and toast.

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