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:

Thursday, 12 February 2015

Thursday Afternoon

Good afternoon,

Well I slept well last night. Woke this morning and got up, washed, had breakfast, headed out, did some change address stuff with the council, GP, leisure centre, and picked up some prescriptions while I was out.

Then I headed for work, but as I got there, the boss sent me a text saying she was sick, we discussed my competency to run the shop totally unsupervised for the day, and agreed that I was not quite ready for that. So I put a note on the shop door and headed for the supermarket, where I did my long-awaited shopping.

Home again, I unpacked the shopping, had a shower, and put my clothes on to wash.
Then I went to book a haircut, and they had some free time, so they did my hair.

Then I biked along the bay, the tide was in, the Great Hill was glooming, and it was a cold grey day.
I sat in the beach café with a cuppa, then I went in the library and got some books.

At home I hung the washing out, put 'The Princess Diaries' on to watch, and did supper.

Supper is chicken pieces and special potatoes with cucumber, tomato, grated cheese and Lightest Philadelphia, all mixed together in a tub.

I may go to the gym for the first time in forever this evening, but I am not swimming for another week, because of the chest infections.

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