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:

Monday, 22 May 2017


Just recording it before it is gone.
I dreamed I was back with the Lihous, it was very vivid, that is all you need for a nightmare. And I am glad it was only a nightmare.

In the nightmare I was back there in that depressing dead end village, the sky was grey and there was no-one there, all the houses were up for sale.
The Lihous appeared out of nowhere and took me with them to their empty house as if we were still friends but I knew something was wrong, I just couldn't remember what.

Their house was empty, no-one was there, but there were tea things there so I started making tea, the Lihous and their dog were in the background but I don't know what they were doing, there was packing and things all over the floor but I don't know where it came from, so I was making the tea and I knew that one cup had to be different but I didn't remember how and the sky was all grey outside but I was puzzled that I didn't want to go out like I usually did.

I woke up.
The nightmare will never be over really. The Church using harm to me by the Lihous. Trotmans, Montagues and others as an excuse for destroying and discrediting me without recording my side of things is a terrible thing, to destroy me publicly and to allow the Jersey Deanery to use these people against me is inexcusable.

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