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:

Tuesday, 12 January 2016


Good morning,

I am typing this in the dark, hence the smelling mistakes.

I slept surprisingly well. And got up reluctantly to do my paper round. It was so tempting to take Florence, but I will do that at the weekend.

I managed to co-ordinate my round better this morning and have improved at cycling up the hills, so I was back here in better time. Also it didn't rain but it is cold with a biting strong breeze and the ground is slippery.

 It is still dark so I am sitting here looking out at the dark and also watching 'are you being served?' and eating flapjack.
The sun is kind of hovering below the horizon and there is one fat ship sitting on the sea, a Hoeg Asaka type monster.

I think I may go back to bed for a while.

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