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, 14 January 2016


Good morning peeps,

It is still dark and I am back from my round.
It isn't as cold and slippery outdoors as I expected.

I went to therapy yesterday and that went well.

Then I started to spring clean the flat.
I intended to just hoover and mop, but I ended up taking the books off the book cases, sorting them and dusting the book case.
Then I took a bag of books to the chattery shop. Good books but surplus to requirements, I hardly stop to read my books these days anyway.
I found a book and started reading it, while cooking a very late lunch or early supper.

Then after a while I went to running practice.
Running went well.
I came home and sat in bed reading and watching television.
 Time went by and towards the end of the evening I was watching 'Home alone'. and reading my book, a rare leisure time for me, but I had forgotten to put the boiler on so I had to wait until bed time for my post-running shower.

Anyway, I slept well. Although my dreams were devastatingly sad, about the church and things.
The problem is, part of the routine to get me sleeping better involves taking 5HTP every night with painkillers before bed. So my dreams will be vivid, nightmares even, but I am sleeping better, which is what matters, I don't know if the next relapse will override the efforts to sleep well anyway though.

Anyway, so I have done the papers and I would like to finish reading my book and then I have a quiet day of study, paperwork and catching up on everything that still needs doing.

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