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:

Monday, 9 March 2015

Monday morning

Good morning,

I am awake and it is a grey morning.

I have a day of doing paperwork and necessary stuff, but this afternoon I will go and see someone about a bit more volunteer work, last lot, as I need to make space for the non-existent paid work.

The cat was howling this morning, because my housemate feeds it when she shouldn't so it expects food, and it doesn't expect food from me so I had a quiet week once it realised that.
The cat gets fed from it's feeder, automatically, so it doesn't need feeding.

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