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

Wednesday, 21 December 2016

Wednesday

Good Wednesday, peeps,

Well, Yesterday was a bit of a day.

I woke up sick yesterday because I hadn't been able to keep my head and neck supported in the night and the previous day's heavy work in the rain didn't help.

I had a bit of a non-day for most of the day, medded up and unable to concentrate on much.
In the afternoon, it turned into an upset stomach as well.

I managed to cope with that and as I was sure it wasn't infectious, I went over to do Christmas cards and gifts that had been delayed last week due to illness. We had a nice time, coffee and exchanging cards and gifts.
You may have notice that I am not doing parties and all the usual stuff this year, don't feel like it, so I am keeping festivities to the necessary, but that was alright.
Then I went carol singing with my foster church, we had a great time, the rain held off, and by the time we were finishing, the sky had cleared and the wind was bitterly cold.

We had hot drinks and hot mince pies at church, I did indeed eat a mince pie, I can tolerate a hot mince pie.
We chatted a lot and then I came home and was so tired that I was soon in bed and asleep.

This morning I woke remarkably early. With flashbacks and distress.

I got on with some writing and other things, and loaded my shelf unit into the car and got the laundry ready.

I will be dropping the shelf unit and laundry off and going for a haircut shortly.




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