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, 27 November 2016

Sunday Morning

Good morning peeps,

It is a cold grey morning.

I am watching Hollyoaks and not doing much else.

I need to do some shopping earlier, I am pleased to say that shopping on a Sunday means I don't end up in the Church of England heaven with all the empty-hearted hypocrites. I am all out of toiletries.

I just have some writing to do, and then I am working at the shelter this afternoon.

I was thinking about dreams, I have not been taking 5HTP recently but I have had vivid dreams.

The other night I dreamed I was at my deceased friend's house, in the garden, and she was kind of there, but she was transparent and fading and I was calling to her to try to get her to come back, but she vanished and I tried to go after her and then I was dead too.

Last night I dreamed I was in Jersey with Bob Hill, and he and someone else were talking about what variety of tomatoes would grow best and he got me to plant the tomato plants because he couldn't.

Yeah Bob, I am planting them tomato plants. The Church hate me :)

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