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, 6 January 2018


Good evening peeps,

Well I have continued to be disorientated by the move and struggling. There seems to be too much time and space and nothing to do.
I guess the fact that Christmas is over, I am in a new home and am now off work until Monday is all part of it.

The sea has still been fierce but the storms have had a break. Over last week there were roads closed and sea walls breached and all sorts of things. I didn't do as I used to and be very interested in it all, no, part of me is still asleep because of the severe trauma of the church, which affects me every day and always will.

Anyway, I wandered up to the mail centre, I made them laugh because there was a letter to me from the house of commons and I made rude remarks about the Prime Minister being too clingy and always wanting me round for tea.

Apart from that I have been writing, and also reading 'Under the Dome' which I hope to finish tonight.

I also went to get groceries and petrol, and I went down to the bay a few times.

I feel disorientated and lost and frightened, I want company, although I am not making much effort to find it. I did go round to see my peeps at my old house as I accidentally took a key with me, and they made me tea and made me welcome, I will be staying in touch with them.

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