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, 2 February 2016


Hey peeps,

Feeling sad here.
Not just because this blog is winning the two-blog race for 50 and 100 :)
I miss my friend.

On the bright side, I have been doing OK with my two new lots of work, and I have only had to miss one run out of the three, and I will be catching that up on my own, using a timer that the trainer will lend me.

I feel ill and exhausted, a definite relapse, but I am keeping work going, and study, the flat is clean and tidy and I will go to diet and fitness tonight.

It is a nice sunny day here but I plod on and on when I want to sleep.
Yesterday afternoon I couldn't stop sleep, and the nightmares were horrific.

I was hoping to see my mum today but we have postponed until Thursday.

Life doesn't feel good.
I guess everyone feels like this sometimes.
At least I did jacket potatos with tomato for lunch :)

There is a parrot at the pet shop, and when I stopped to talk to it, it whistled rudely at a man walking past and then went silent and the man looked very disbelieving when I said it was the parrot and not me!

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