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:

Saturday, 2 January 2016


Good morning peeps,

Well because I wasn't sleeping well last night, I got up and did a hot water bottle and put an extra layer on in case I was cold, and I took some 5HTP to knock me out.

I slept but only until 4am. I had been dreaming about strange things, following someone in the dark, and then a vicious manx cat that had turned up in the place of my cat and was eating my cat's dog treats, well no wonder my cat was missing if I was feeding it dog food. It looked like Bonio.

Anyway, I was wide awake at 4am. The unusual hours and change of routine that the holidays cause is unsettling to me, so no wonder I can't sleep.

Anyway, I decided that now was a good time to print off and deliver some Cvs and application letters, so off I went and did that, in the dark and rain and wind, which don't bother me at all, and although my schedule says that todays papers are at 7.45am, I saw the papers van a few towns away and I know the papers will be ready before then.

I came home for breakfast and I will have a shower before going to do the papers.

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