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:

Thursday, 1 October 2015

Thursday evening

Good evening peeps,

Well the high blog stats indicate that trouble is brewing in the church. It's a pity we can't cork them and send them into space. By the way, I am still accepting funding for the 'Dakin into Mars' project :)

I just went out and did the bins, it is windy out there and the bay is full of the lights of ships which are sheltering in the bay.

I can't remember when I last updated, yesterday?
I have been ill, and the medical centre haven't been great, sending me out with prescriptions for medicines that have been removed from circulation! Doh!

So, not a lot going on, I was off sick from work.

Tomorrow my mum is coming over for the day, so hopefully I will be OK after a night's sleep.

Nothing else to say really. Studying and plodding on. The weather has been fine but windy. Usual glorious starts to the day, which I am lucky enough to be awake to see, the dark and the glow before sunrise, the red sunrise and the early sunlight into beautiful sunshine. Awesome. If I wasn't traumatized and fearing for my life at the hands of the church I would feel joyful at it, but flashbacks often plague me in the early morning.
The waves and tides have been impressive too.

My landlady came in to look at the lights as the living room light bulb blew, and it was so high up so I climbed up to try and remove the bulb, but the bulb disintegrated, leaving  part stuck in the socket, then the bathroom light has been flickering and it is not straightforward to remove and repair so an electrician will have to do that, but my landlady repaired the living room light, and then she kindly mended my chest of drawers, which is not in her contract at all, very kind, my chest of drawers needed stabilising as the wood at the bottom had perished so the whole unit was collapsing.
My landlady is very practical, she knows all about mending things. I like being here because all I have to do here is clean my flat once a week rather than clean and maintain the whole place like I did at the last few places I have lived. The flat is easy care and fairly dyspraxia proof.

Seeing as Mum is over here for the day tomorrow and we will go out, I have done all my laundry and housework. So the weekend will be all study and rest and I am going out with my mates on Saturday night.

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