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, 9 February 2017



It is freezing out there. They said the temperature would rise to 5 degrees if we were lucky, but the wind is a bitter east wind.

I went and worked for my old lady on the cliff top this morning, she said if she saw me freeze solid she would come and thaw me out. She brought me a big mug of hot coffee at some point as I weeded cheerfully to myself.

Now I am having lunchbreak in the library for a few more minutes.

I am a bit worried about the rush this evening to get home, get showered and fed and get to my music lesson, but I am sure it will be fine. I postponed Tuesday's lesson due to being on codeine.

Can you imagine a music lesson on codiene?
'JJ your composing is fine, but try writing it on the manuscript paper and not on the table!'

'Bloody G minor'
Double sharp on the leading note, stop writing on the table. x   my adoptive mum sends me texts in G minor.

JJ Motzartperson. The composer whose bass line is the sound of her neighbour's stir fry cooking.

This is a great way of not getting my assignment done.

Bye peeps.

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