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, 12 October 2015


I am too tired to update,
and some eggnog is asking me the meaning of what I wrote recently.
I will update on that when I have some energy.

I will write another thing to puzzle you instead.


Are you joking?

They told me this morning
that you won't hurt me any more

but I was still asleep 
so I wondered if I was dreaming when
I woke up

your hands have been round my neck
for so long 
that I don't know life without that

so yeah
I dreamed it, right?

someone listened 
and protected me from you

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