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, 2 June 2018


Good evening peeps,

I had a bit of a lie-in this morning after yesterday's madness and hard work.
I got up and mooched through my routines, not much pain really.

I went down to the travel hub to check a few things about my travel tickets as I didn't book them, my friend did. That all went well.
Then I had to go and get a suitcase, I think my old one only lasted for that last working holiday, the Scottish one. I have got what they call a cabin case, which is fine, everything fits, and I will have my backpack. I am pretty much packed, last few things in the morning, and then my landlord is dropping me off to the first leg of the journey, I am setting off early, but this household wakes at 5am, so that is OK, I have detour in mind, and am looking forward to it. It isn't what I have been not telling you about, that is another potential addition to my trip. Holidays are scarce, make the most of them.

Anyway, so, due to it being grockle season, my ventures took some time, and then I came home and have got on with chores, packing, and a bit of work.

Pretty much all ready. Just watching films and doing some writing.

My landlord fixed the blue bike, all I have to do is stop him adopting it now :)

It has been a warm and sunny day, but the sea was a tad boring.
My meds were dispatched on Tuesday but didn't arrive in time for holidays, I will have to survive on the dregs, they are only for stopping my insides from bleeding.

It feels a bit strange to have completed all my checklists and packing, I thought it was supposed to be more stressful than this, I don't go away often, as you may realise. I did all my wandering when I was homeless.

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