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, 30 June 2015

Tuesday morning

Good morning peeps,

Well yesterday I did some work here as I waited for a delivery, then I got the message that the delivery was delayed to today or tomorrow and I could leave a note.
I was all confused about various appointments and meetings as well.

At lunchtime I grilled some lean meat, then I went to the beach for a quick dip.

When I got back I was tired and had to rest.
Then my friend collected me and I did some garden clearance.

Then I got on with my music and other studies and watched my programmes.

I went to bed at 8pm, absolutely exhausted, and pretty much slept through the night.

I woke this morning and did my papers, but I have no energy.
I got back and did bacon and eggs and had a shower.

Then I biked and posted a letter, visited a nice family who have 2 dogs, 1 tortoise and some fish, the tortoise was wandering up the garden, grumbling to itself about home insulation and hot weather.
Tortoises are amazing.

Then I went to physio, and they exclaimed that I should be in bed and I should ease of the work and the exercises and rest, they sent me home, and they are right. I only had three hours work booked today and I have postponed that.

It is a roaring sunny day, everything is enhanced by the sunshine and blue sky, especially the hills, but I am in my bedroom and am going back to bed :( No beach, no swim, no energy.

And to make it all worse, my University prep course site is down so I can't work on my studies while I am supposed to be in bed and am not, I have tried to be in bed, but I am not programmed to do all this horrible resting during the day. I can do some music, I guess.

My gay friend wants to cuddle me, that is nice isn't it? I am not being prejudiced but gay men are so sensetive and such good company. Now don't start on me about being prejudiced, please. Safe cuddles are good when you feel safe and comfortable with someone. I rarely do any physical contact at all, and never unless I feel safe.

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