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, 23 July 2015

Thursday morning

Good morning,

Well I slept well last night, dreamed vaguely about my Dad and family, unsurprising as I talked about them in therapy yesterday.
I woke reluctantly and fell out of bed and into clothes and a cup of tea, then I went and did my papers.
If you are ever looking for strange people, they inhabit the streets of our town in the early morning. This morning a man walking along looking at the sky, and a man walking along looking at his phone both nearly bumped into me as I threw newspapers hopefully in the direction of their recipient houses.

The sea was calm on a full tide and the sun was out, it was very peaceful and serene.
I was due to do that course today but due to the car being out of action I am at home, so I am just doing university prep at the moment.
I will be doing paperwork and looking at various books and things today and maybe doing some gardening here, I hope to either get a jump start or a mobile mechanic today or tomorrow.
Tomorrow I have contract work in the morning then either a free afternoon or a garden, then I am going for a meal in the evening.
Then Saturday I have a full day's work and then we have the carnival.
Carnival = Battle of flowers, same thing. Only these days I watch instead of help, I wish I had the energy of my youth, but even back then, marshalling for Battle was hard because some people were determined to get in without tickets and some were quite unpleasant.

Anyway, as some of you know, I am an occasional fan of Tony the Prof's Jersey current affairs blogs, and I like this one today. UK, USA and Europe people may need some translating done for them but Jersey people will get it and it is universally funny:

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