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

Sunday, 16 April 2017

Easter Sunday

Good evening,

Hallelujah, Christ is Risen!

Once for a gardener Mary did mistake You,
In the grey dawn of the first Easter Day,
Lord we have gardens and fain we would make You,
Master of all their resplendent array.

Well last night was troubled and full of nightmares, and it wasn't until early this morning I got to sleep, and slept until 9am!

Hollyoaks was on, and I was thirsty but I had drunk all my fruit squash in the night, so I ended up with a glass of red grape Schloer while the kettle boiled, which was ideal to celebrate Easter. I had the most lovely e-card Easter Card when I switched the computer on. Thank you, that is so cool.

I had time to shower, dress and generally sort life out before heading to church.

At church there was much chocolate going on, and the service was delightful, as was the company, and afterwards I had another invitation to lunch.

This is one for a book in the future. Easter lunch at a Chinese Restaurant! Very nice.

After that I went for a drive, the sea was lively and a bit of sun shone through the clouds, a lot of people were out, but it wasn't crowded.

I came home, and Justin Welby's vain tosh spoiled the rest of Easter. However, his inconsequential ramblings which spoil every special occasion were eclipsed by the Pope and Theresa May, who seem to have a louder voice than the outgoing Archbishop.

Anyway. I am now in writing mode. Television remains reduced to 'Call the Midwife' although 'Watership Down was on earlier.

Generally it has been a lovely Easter. Welby is the only thorn in the side of such special occasions, I don't like my abuser lying and pretending to be a Christian in my face and my space during Christmas and Easter, it does spoil these occasions.

Tomorrow I am on the Easter Walk in the morning and working in the afternoon. No rest. Haha.




No comments:

Post a Comment