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, 20 March 2018


Good evening peeps,

I get my days muddled, I think it is Wednesday. Ha.

Well. Tomorrow's customer, the lady with the heavy clay soil, has cancelled because she isn't feeling too good, she has MS so she has to be careful not to overdo things. I reckon her garden would be a nightmare after all that snow, heavy wet clay. She is rebooked for next week.
But anyway, a returning customer texted and asked if it was the gardening season now, and it pretty much is, so I will see if I can do his garden tomorrow. That will give me some coins for the laundry, I don't reckon washing will dry well outside at the moment.

I have been offered a temporary room for a few months by someone we know, part of the network, but it is temporary, reasonable rent though.

This morning I woke from vivid but stupid dreams because the smoke alarm was blipping, the man had to come and replace it, it was faulty a while back when there were guests staying here.

I went and did the care home today, just odds and ends. I actually got two lavender cuttings to set, growing them outside over winter, which is pretty impressive, but just two lavender to many rosemary cuttings that took. Anyway, all good. I did some planting up. The ground wasn't too bad at the care home.
Then I went to the welfare and got some donuts, bread, and a nice apple.

I did a short writing assignment today, 250 words, it was accepted almost immediately. I have a more tricky 700 word one now.

The weather is cold but unremarkable. I have Hollyoaks and a roaring log fire.

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