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, 23 August 2015

Sunday morning

Good morning,

well I slept well but dreamed sad dreams.
I woke in time for a cuppa and then the papers,
last night a big thunderstorm hit when I was falling asleep but I fell asleep anyway.
This morning was gloomy and humid and I was hoping to get to the early car boot sale but the rain started first.
I sat in my car and watched the stormy sea. Then I went and got petrol and milk and came home.
I think a quiet day is in order, Hollyoaks omnibus and things. My shoulder has eased a bit but I am worried about work.

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