Introduction

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 http://whatreallyhappenedinthechurch.blogspot.co.uk/

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: http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/JJNP

Saturday, 3 December 2016

Saturday

Good morning peeps,

Gavin Ashenden is looking at sites that he shouldn't.
Sites that make you wonder. But he does have a problem. Poor Gav, he never recovered from his divorce. I think he needs psychosexual counselling, seeing as he is both a psycho and someone with sexual problems.
http://tonymusings.blogspot.co.uk/2015/07/gavin-ashenden-and-erotic-love.html

Well anyway, yesterday I went to do my garden clearance work, my team mate had left three ton bags for me because when he leaves two, I produce so much rubbish that he gets backache when he goes to collect them.

Well the house where I was working had been being painted and there was scaffolding and painting materials in my way everywhere and I had to work round them, not fun.
I was there alone but the caretaker popped by and asked how I was coping with the scaffolding and laughed a bit.

I had coffee sachets with me so I drank coffee all day as I worked.
I left three evenly loaded ton bags for my mate when I finished for the day.

I came home but I felt ill. Trying to pull those ton bags round the scaffolding set my neck off screaming, and I went to bed early but had an unhappy and unsettled night and woke up depressed and in pain this morning.

I am working on writing and assignments this morning. I have this music assignment due in next week and then that is it for coursework this term.

I have to get over to collect my post later but the Christmas festivities are making travel a bit harder right now.




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