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, 3 March 2015

Tuesday morning

Good morning,

Well I woke up because the cat was walking all over me and meowing anxiously, normally my housemate is up early and feeding the cat and making a fuss of him, but as she is away, the cat decided to tell me I was the replacement.

I got up, it is a nice sunny, breezy day, and I got on with paperwork and housework, and put the bed linens in the wash and had a shower.
I was going to go to the gym, but I haven't got a pound coin, or that's my excuse, I will go this evening.

I have about half an hour before I go to the shop, and I am idling instead of getting on with work.

Oh yes, I turned the lamp on in my sleep again, what on earth? I was having vivid dreams, but why the lamp?!

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