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, 28 April 2016


Good morning,

Well yesterday I had to stay at home and be quiet, which was frustrating, but loss of balance is no laughing matter, you can't mow lawns if you fall over.

It was a miserable day.

Last night I slept a lot and dreamed, I dreamed there was a cricket match and I felt I had to watch it on Bob's behalf if he couldn't watch it.
Then I dreamed that the laughing jeering archbishop of canterbury was at my adoptive parents house, spouting rubbish and lies and my adoptive parents couldn't understand why I was so angry, in the end the archbishop said that he thought I would like it if he dropped dead, and I said I would like that with all my heart.

I was glad to wake up, another sunny start, papers, Hollyoaks, depression, meeting a support worker later and gardening this afternoon.

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