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, 17 November 2016


Good morning peeps,

I am just back from the dentist, they fitted me with a bridge, which is most rude because bridges are meant to go over railways and rivers. I am not good at wearing a bridge yet, my speech already slurs so I am worried this will make it worse.

The Great Hill is battered by wind and rain, so bang goes my gardening.

The rest of the day I just have a meeting with the homeless outreach and then a tutorial this evening.
The postman has long hair, and he is getting wet in the wind and rain.

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