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:

Wednesday, 1 April 2015

Wednesday Morning

Good morning,

Well, I certainly slept, and dreamed sad and bad dreams about the Church of England.

I woke when the cat walked along me, that cat has no idea about boundaries.

I got up at 6am, my housemate never came home last night.

I am showered, dressed in clean clothes, fed, and ready to head for work in 15 minutes.

The sun rose rad and pink and gold over the sea and the sky is clear.

I did my shopping last night and the stars were out.

It is gonna be so busy with visitors at work on this fine day.

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