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:

Friday, 1 April 2016


Good morning peeps,

It is all quiet at the moment, but I couldn't sleep.
I don't often get a week off the papers and an opportunity for a lie-in, so not being able to use that opportunity is so unfair.

I woke at 4am and couldn't sleep and if I lay in bed I would have flashbacks, so I had to get up.

I have been down to the sea. In the dark the almost half-moon was lighting the water, and the stars were out in a cold clear sky. The car had frost on it.

I have had several rounds of toast and too much tea and not done much. The flat is all clean and tidy after the massive spring clean.

Last night work was quiet and I was working with my practice exam papers but I couldn't concentrate.

My leg hurts and aches, I wonder if I will ever be able to afford treatment for it, seeing as the NHS are failing me as they always have.

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