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, 9 April 2015

Thursday evening

Good evening,

Sorry for the gap in blog. I have been walking.
The walk completed today at 3.55pm. But I collected my guitar on the way home, and when I got home, I lay down on the bed for a nap, and slept until 8pm!

I dreamed a lot, no real nightmares, just lots of stuff and a few Bishops and documents.
I have just been watching coast.

I am sunburned, a lot, but at least I remembered my suncream today, in time for a misty day's walk!

Yesterday after a restless night, I walked in paradise on a long and beautiful day's walk in the sun and the cool breeze.
Last night I washed my clothes and hung them to dry and got some groceries as everything had run out.
So Although I still had an early night, it wasn't as early as previous nights.
I had a lot of horrible nighgtmares about Jersey and the Diocese.

I struggled slightly with waking up, a bit tired.

We already knew this was the last day, as I had been walking so steadily this week. So I wasn't due to get a lift home.
It was a hard day's walking and the mist swirled, but I could see my way and the cliff edge at all times.

I walked home, 70 miles. 4 Days. My walking holiday, my trek for charity, over.

I am now on holiday to recover from a walk that technically I can't even do, which I do every year anyway.
I have a garden to assess on Saturday but apart from that, I am now on holiday, resting.

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