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:

Sunday, 13 December 2015


Good evening peeps,

I have just got in from work, and I can't believe it is only 9pm! I have been out in the cold and dark for so long that it feels much later.

Well, today went OK, with Florence running normally, we went to do the papers at about 7.30 and finished not long after 8, the Sunday rounds are very easy. But it was funny that I shot out of bed at 6am thinking I was going to be late, and remembered it was Sunday!
I will be updating you on possible changes to this early morning life soon.

There is less pressure on weekends because Sunday is a late start and the rural distributor doesn't need her paper bundle early.

After the papers, I looked at the sea, then came home and had my breakfast and shower, got dressed and went to church.
Yes, I went to church.
I miss the church this time of year even though church traumatises me, I miss the Christmas excitement and the carols and the decorations. So I went.
I was warmly welcomed and hugged and things. I enjoyed the service and we sang a song that I had forgotten this year, I have carols and christmas songs on in the car and at home but I forgot this:

Then I came home, I could have stayed in town for the outdoor carol concerts, but I had so much to do here, the landlady is coming round tomorrow and the flat was a tip.
So I roasted fish and potatos for lunch with garlic and herbs. And did a major tidy up and clean of the flat while watching various stuff on television.

Then eventually I changed into uniform and went to work.

Shift went well, well apart from one catastrophe. I went to a delivery, got lost, got my phone out to phone the customer, dropped my phone, the battery was lost in the pitch dark and my only torch was the now not working one on the phone!
I had to get help with the delivery and I never found the phone battery, I think I have a spare and I have to find it tonight as I rely on the phone to wake me in the morning.
I love driving with the Christmas songs on and seeing the very best of people's Christmas lights and house decorations, I still love Christmas although it doesn't look to be a very cheerful one this year with my friend losing life and other people who matter to me having health problems.

I broke my vegeterian diet this evening with grilled chicken salad :) The diet isn't strict, it is simply to help me, and it is working, I have lost a stone.

Oh, I have been having horrific flashbacks about Jane Fisher and her associated nasties all day, indeed, in the last few days, it's like a little video stream, when this happens I fear that she and her nasty church are doing or have done something that will hurt me. It is possible that going to church is intensifying the flashbacks.

Tomorrow I will work on my assignments in the morning and will work in the afternoon and evening. Hopefully I will have some wages through so I will be able to collect the tree on Tuesday.

No comments:

Post a Comment