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:

Wednesday, 3 May 2017


Hey peeps,

Well it has been a difficult day. Just trauma affecting me this morning and making work hard. And I did work hard for the morning, with rain threatening as I worked.

But by lunchtime I was fed up and it was raining but lightly. I went to the next job and we decided to rain me off, which was a relief because my distress was such that I felt like screaming. I needed the money but what can you do when you are poor and paying your rent from your wage and battling PTSD and a never ending stream of hurts?

I came home intending to do some writing and taped statements but I was, and have been recently, just too traumatized to do much, I ended up doing a load of research for someone else about abuse cases, and it kind of helped.

I took several 5HTP capsules and in the evening I went to the Samaritans. It kind of helped, it wasn't the most helpful, but my distress has been building up, as it does and even a little help helps.

I am tired and I am going to bed in a minute.

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