Introduction

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 http://whatreallyhappenedinthechurch.blogspot.co.uk/

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: http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/JJNP

Friday, 20 March 2015

Friday morning

Good morning,

Well I went to bed early and slept, but I woke early too, still having nightmares.

I got up and my housemate was cross with the cat as it had got into her room early in the morning and was 'yelling at her'.
I biked down to the shore, it is such a grey morning, cold with low cloud, the hill is barely visible.

The solar eclipse is supposed to be on, but the cloud is so low that it is very dark anyway, outside it is bitterly cold and the birds are all singing like mad. It is certainly dark and cold. I went outside to look, and the cat came out with me and meowed a lot, because it does meow a lot, noisy little thing. I like the cat. Everyone needs animals really, especially me, I have missed having a pet for years. People in Jersey are boring, they don't love animals, the only people I lived with in Jersey that kept animals, kept dogs, and they kept them, smelly and isolated, in a room apart from the rest of the house, which defeats the object of pets entirely. Poor dogs.
But Jersey is like that. I know almost no-one in Jersey who was not divorced or from a divorced family. Money and greed and the occupation makes the mentality there so awful.
Enough rant, people will be sending me cross messages over that.
I just have to say, I would rather be here. Until the Diocese and their police catch up  with me and trash the life I have built, then I will move back to Jersey.

ON the subject of Jersey, I am really pleased to hear that Jersey's REAL anthem, 'Beautiful Jersey' has been chosen for the Island Games.

Well, it is bitter cold, maybe because of the eclipse, and my housemate has just come home from swimming and declared that it is FREEZING OUT THERE!
It is freezing, I biked along the front and came home and it is so cold! :) The cat is also personally complaining about the weather and asking me to make my bed so he can go to sleep and my housemate wants to play my keyboard, should I charge her?

I haven't even showered yet, I have cancelled today as the migraine is still affecting me, I am still unco-ordinated.

Argh.

Life.

Music practice.






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