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:

Friday, 14 August 2015

Friday morning

Good morning,

Well I was out like a light last night when I finished reading 'The Green Mile', I switched the lamp off and I switched off too, and slept like I was dead.

I woke this morning and went to deliver the papers, I was in less of a hurry because the paper boy was supposed to be back for his round, but I offered to check back just in case, and it was a good thing I did, he didn't turn up, so I did his round, and was running late.

It is grey and muggy with a rough sea. I am pretty sure my client is in hospital, having her baby, so I don't have much to do apart from viewing a flat later.
It is too wet for gardening really, so I will go and sit up at the viewpoint and do some studying, my landlady's daughters have taken over the house here so I won't get much peace if I stay in.

I will let you know how the flat viewing goes.

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