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, 17 January 2018


Good morning peeps,

It was snowing and doing all sorts of wet and cold weather last night, very rude.
Last night I only went to the supermarket, and I got cold and wet.

But at least when I got home I slept through the night, with no memorable dreams.

This morning the sun is shining loudly and it is still cold with frost but no snow, the wind is going to be strong when I go to work this evening.

Yesterday I finally managed to collect my new glasses, it has only been two or three months.

Then I went to see what the welfare had for me to eat, which was quite a good selection.
But while I was there, the person in charge of the community gardens saw me and there was no escape.
She borrowed me for coffee, and coffee became coffee and donuts and then two more people joined us, and the conversation became complex, money, history, mythology, Cornish myths and coastline, and more, and by that time it was lunchtime, and they kept me for lunch, it was a nice lunch too.

But I didn't get away lightly, I was promised to return today to help in the garden and do crafts. I will see how I do, because I was meant to be gardening for the care home yesterday and I was only there briefly as a result, so I will have to go back, and I have an evening shift tonight as well. At the care home yesterday, all I did was shift the dead Christmas Tree and unblock a drain and clear the standing water. And I did a litterpick, all the rubbish off the park and street blows onto the care home grounds.

I may leave the care home for tomorrow or Friday. Yeah, if I just help at the community gardens and do an evening shift, that will do today.
I have to go and collect the new heavy machine for my neck later. Yipee.

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