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, 21 April 2016


Good morning peeps,

Not such a bright day but not raining, the sea is still lively.

I fell into bed and slept soundly last night but had such a bad dream that I was glad to wake up this morning and find it was a dream.

I am sitting in my clean bright flat, and I am all clean and bright too, just out of the shower, because it is a study morning so I am not at work this morning, I am working after lunch.
I am just running through music revision at the moment, then there is the assignment to get on with.

I am just waiting to hear about meeting with the support worker to see if he is suitable to help.


  1. I hope things go well with the support worker.

    1. Thanks Emma, it may be that he can help or possibly not, he is based about 8 miles away, but he is reputed to be excellent at handling paperwork and communication for vulnerable clients who get in muddles with communication as I do.