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:

Tuesday, 27 February 2018


Hey peeps.
The polystyrene factory must have exploded, there is white stuff cannoning out of the sky at an alarming rate.
The world is white, and it is so beautiful that it makes me cry.

I got home from a heavy morning's work in the biting cold, intending to eat and warm up and go to another job, but the snow was already falling lightly then and now it is really thick and extremely settling.
I am at a loss, should I be sitting here and watching it? Or should I be out playing and getting very cold? 
Or should I be doing online work.
Choices, choices. 

I'm going to Winchester, to build a fat snowman on the Bishop's car, and another across his driveway, fortified with rocks.
Don't put it past me. 

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