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:

Monday, 10 August 2015

Monday morning

Good morning,

It is just after 6am and I woke at about 5.30, wide awake, from dreams about funerals and rain and new houses and a lot of people.

It is a grey and drizzly morning and I am having my cups of tea. I will have a shower before I  go and do the papers.
Then I have a few hours before I go and do this new work.
I feel like I slept with earplugs in, which I did, because my landlady's daughter came home yesterday and asked for a charger for her phone and then talked to my housemate in the hall when I was trying to get to sleep.

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