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:

Sunday, 16 August 2015

Sunday morning

Good morning,

Well I went to bed tired last night and slept until 1am when my landlady's daughter came crashing in from wherever, she doesn't get up until noon so she doesn't realise that people who have to get up early need to sleep.

Anyway, I woke up, just about, with earplugs in to try and help me sleep, earplugs give me a headache.

I got up and went delivering papers, and got my wages including extra for the holiday cover, so I got some petrol for the car and some odds and ends.

It is a sunny day with a calm sea, and I am just waiting for my wash load of bed linens to finish so I can hang them out, I have cleaned the kitchen but am delaying doing the hoovering and mopping when my landlady's daughter is asleep.

I will get the washing and things done and then go to the car boot sale, see what oddments I can see for the new place.

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