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, 14 September 2015

Monday morning


Well, what a start to the week.

I woke from nightmares about the Diocese of Winchester, and fell out of bed and into a cup of tea.
The papers were late at the shop and it was raining, if the papers are late, it means I have to really hurry to get the paper bundle to the distributor, and the lanes out there are steep and slippery, the previous drive wrecked her car there.
So I hurried carefully in the rain. I got the papers to the distributor and got my rounds and bundles done, although I was running late and did come home soaking wet.

The sun is shining briefly, but I am not sure if I will get my one garden done today, I may have to stack it onto other work later in the week, and Wednesday is annoyingly looking like bad weather too.

If it is going to rain today then I am going to study today.
I feel all lost right now, I haven't even showered yet. On days when I wake from nightmares about the church of england, I am left distressed and aimless.

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