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, 25 December 2015

Safely home - 2am Christmas morning


I survived.

Christmas morning always begins when we get to the point in Mass where we sing
'yea Lord, we greet Thee, born this happy morning...' 

That is when I know it is Christmas Day.

The roads were surprisingly quiet actually, even town seemed quiet, no one really worried me at all as I worked.

I have genuinely just got home, but that is the worry of working Christmas eve, going to Mass and getting home safely all done.

Bed time now, and seeing as I go to Mass, Santa has plenty of time to sneek in and leave presents for me, I have that get out Claus where I don't have to be asleep.

Happy Christmas!

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