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, 17 February 2015

Tuesday afternoon

Good afternoon,

I woke up feeling ill and have not got any better.
I walked down to the sea this morning, and it was so utterly beautiful in the sunshine, with the Great Hill clear and bright against the light blue sky, I cried for joy that I am back where I am happy, and I thanked God.

I came into work, and we have had so many donations that I have been busy sorting stock as well as working the till, and it has been a good day for sales as well.
But I am not well, so I am finishing in 45 minutes and going home to bed. I have cancelled my evening's outing too.

I know I am ill because my head keeps wandering off to try and sleep, when I need to be awake in the shop, but the bosses are OK about letting me off early.

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