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, 15 April 2015

Wednesday morning

Good morning,

It is just getting light, a cold clear morning. The birds are singing noisily and the cat is washing it's back leg, OCD cat.

I had nightmares and woke early, on a day off!

I haven't rebooked Monday's work for today so I have a visit to a garden I will probably be doing later, and that is all apart from something this evening.
So I can plod on with music practice and paperwork.

I biked down to the bay and biked along and back and watched the sun rise, there is some mist on the bay and on the reserve, and the sun rose all red and orange out of the mist over the Eastern Hills.
It is so cold that there is some frost, and the birds are singing cheerfully.

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