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, 7 September 2015

Monday evening

Good evening,

Well this morning I accidentally set my alarm for 4.30 instead of 5.30, and was up tired and early.
This meant I could finish some work for my therapist to consider.

Then I headed for the shop.
I was early and so I walked over to the sea to watch the sun rise.
Just as the first red glimmer of the sun appeared, the shop shutters rattled and it was time to get the paper bundles and go.
I was surprised because when the girl who covers for the bosses is on duty, we are usually slow starting and sometimes there are errors but this morning it was all very prompt, and I shot round the rounds.

I came home for a breakfast break and then went and worked very hard on garden clearance, overdid it and wondered why I was able to work so hard after my early start.

I came home after work, slept for three hours, then watched my programs and studied.
I am just finishing studying and it is 9pm.

I am packing a book bag to put in the car for tomorrow as, after the papers in the morning, I have no work until 3.30pm and so I am going to take textbooks and materials and go and find a nice place to study and picnic for the day tomorrow.
It will be warm and sunny again like today, so I will take  my swim things, even though my autistic brain is complaining that the sea swim season is over, that side of my brain hates swimming in the sea where there are people everywhere.

My shoulder is very painful and I hate it and I hate the painkillers.

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