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:

Saturday, 3 September 2016


Good evening peeps,

High stats from Jersey, not a good sign.

Well anyway, 'Breaking Silence' has gone off to be published as a proof copy, it will not be available to the general public for the moment except on request. And I am editing page 40 of 'Hampshire Hymn' at the moment.
My adoptive mum probably can't wait for her copy of Breaking Silence, although I think my parents are off gallivanting at the moment. It has been hard to get those two to stay home at all since they retired :) jet set parents, I will have to fit a tracking device. They took my first three books with them to read.
I will now be a four-book author when the proof copy of Breaking Silence arrives, although I have also published the Fisher report but that is a report and not a book.

Well the show went well and the rain held off until the end. But I got very tired indeed.

As a steward I had the honour of shadowing a judge and learning from her, it was very helpful to see showing from that angle and I am very pleased. However, everyone is pushing me to come out of competitive retirement and show next year. They have even found me a garden in which to grow things. Give me a break, you guys!
Anyway, a lovely day, and the flowers at St. C's were still beautiful, But I was glad to come home and sleep afterwards.
I didn't sleep for long, I woke in time to get a short story into the weekly contest and then I cleaned the flat, did some shopping, put the clean laundry away and have been editing 'Hampshire Hymn'.

Tomorrow is all writing and music, but I must bring Max round to the front and give him a good clean, inside and out.

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