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:

Sunday, 24 July 2016


Good morning peeps,

Welcome back.
I didn't feel like writing and I have been very busy.

I didn't mean to turn this blog into the other blog but for a while it was easier for people to access information from this blog.

I still don't feel like writing.

Since I moved house, my work took off, and I am writing this with my hands full of thorns and I am a bit sunburned. I was working in the sun yesterday. Still, at least I get Sunday off.

Jersey Safeguarding Partnership have launched an onslaught recently, because the dignitaries in Jersey want a consolation prize for the Steel report, and the safeguarding partnership whitewash is the only one that they can use to hurt and discredit me further.
The Bishop would have published the Steel report if he had not been prevented, which shows how psychopathic he is, as the report was a coverup and an attack on me.

Anyway, during the night, as a result of the recent onslaught by the safeguarding partnership, I was having nightmares, the same nightmares every night.

I woke up this morning to a quiet morning, I knew it must be early if it was quiet. No people gossiping as they went to get their papers.
The sea is grey with mist, and the great hill is blurry with mist.

I am having coffee and lots of toast for breakfast and watching Mel and Joey before the Hollyoaks Omnibus is on. I am also reading a Shane Dunphy book and a study skills book and typing this, the thing is, ADD can be used to your advantage, I call it creative multi-tasking, and because there aren't enough hours in the day for everything I need to do, this is how I live.

I stopped writing this earlier and the Hollyoaks omnibus is nearly over.
It is still misty outside but the sun is due to break through.
I have chicken and roasties or wedges with salad for lunch but I am not hungry yet.

When I moved here I was without a fridge, but now I have a fridge with freezer compatment and ice tray and ice cubes.

Well as I have told you, this flat is a makeshift, it is next to a pub and the noise and being hassled by drunks is not nice. But on the other hand it isn't all bad. Max has a permit for me to park him on the cliff, but I am uneasy about him being over there alone, the bluebike is locked at the industrial estate and I am here. I don't really like being separated from my family this way, so I guess this is a six month stop before I find a quiet refuge where I can write.
Saying that, I have got 42,000 words of a manuscript done since I moved, but because I have jumped a grade with my next music exam and of course university is going to be harder in the next year, I need to start factoring more time in for study and prep.

Work is hard in the hot sun and it is nice to have today off, even if the day is already flying by.
My day off today is about paperwork, cleaning the flat, reading, car boot sale and preparation for the week's work.


  1. Good news about your music grade - do you know the result of your Uni exams yet, Hope your work continues to go well.

  2. Emma, thank you, Yes, despite the best efforts of the idiot brigade in the Church of England I passed everything - 14 assignments, 4 exams, 3 end of term papers and one external exam. My end of term papers did suffer due to the church onslaught but because it was first year, I got away with it. I am now preparing for my second year. I can tell you, trying to complete the university year during the onslaught and while losing my home as a result of the onslaught was a nightmare!