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:

Saturday, 8 April 2017


Hey peeps,

Cheese and wine party! It's the National!

I just got in from work, still in work clothes, and I brought back bargains from the supermarket, reduced Cathedral City cheese, crusty bread, Schloer, and cookie chip ice cream.

My bet is on Wounded Warrior because I am daft enough to bet by name.

Well it has been a busy time.

I woke yesterday morning with the migraine a fading memory, and headed to work.

Thankfully lambing has nearly finished so I was able to fight with the garden, and I was lucky to be mainly in the shade and working steadily.

It was a hard day's work nonetheless, and I was glad to finish and get my fish and chips on the way home. This is a new tradition, which puzzles my autistic brain which is so used to cooking and washing up in the evening.

Wow, One for Arthur just won the National by a good lead, Wounded Warrior was way back. I think that slight collision on the fence set the other horse back.

Anyway, last night I was so tired it was hard to do anything, I watched Hollyoaks and settled to bed with a book. I slept from 9pm to 7.45 this morning.

You know this myth that the weekends are for relaxing in when you work full time? Well I am new to full time work and I am finding out how weekends, lunchtimes and evenings are for getting everything done that needs to be done when you aren't at work. Haha.

Anyway, when I finally got myself dressed, I picked up my backpack, and got a shock. Ants!
When I sat in the garden with my lunch yesterday, the ants must have moved a whole squadron into my backpack! Ooh! I had to dispose of them and put the backpack outside the door.

Anyway, then it was time to get going, the bank is only open for a few hours on Saturday so I had to head into town, the traffic wasn't bad on the route I took. All sorted and I headed off to pick up post and parcels and then got Max hoovered. The car wash and all car washes, were closed for some reason so no lazy car cleaning this weekend.

Anyway, then it was time for the shopping.
And then it was time to go home for lunch.

I did meat and rice for lunch, and switched between Mel and Joey and My Parents are Aliens on TV. I put the washing on as well.

Then I reluctantly pulled on my work clothes, drove down past the hoards of happy stollers and sunbathers on the seafront, and to work!

I only had the care home to do, and it was alright, again I got a shady border to work on, I also had residents and ducks keeping me company a lot more than usual, so time went fast.

On the way home I decided on ice cream to watch the national with, and some bread and cheese for supper, and the schloer was on offer as well as the ice cream and bread and cheese, so that was good.

So for the rest of the weekend I have cleaning, sorting paperwork, church, anything else I can think of to be busy. And the weather is going to stay roaring. We have an awesome mix of hot sunshine and fog, as I drove around today, one minute I was in thick fog and the next in blazing sunshine, the fog on the sea is keeping visibility down.

The National is over, and Princess Diaries 2 is on.


  1. Sounds as if you had a good week! I have just finished reading Destruction which I enjoyed as it explains why Jane Fisher launched the police on you last year. I hadn't wanted to ask before as I didn't want to upset you.

  2. Thanks Emma, I am considering publishing the police interventions story and other information at some point. Thank you for being careful not to upset me. The police have been sods about the whole matter. Destruction and The Churchwarden were sad and difficult books to produce and I feel that they don't say nearly enough, but I thought the best thing to do was produce them so that I can be heard even if the church and their police drive me to my death.