Google Chrome has messed up my blog again and made it hard to work with, but I will do my best, I hope I can get shot of google chrome as soon as possible and go back to my old familiar blog.

Last night as I went out of the library the cold air hit me and I was reminded that I live outdoors. It is always worst in those few minutes when I go out, I feel nervous of the night and not sure I can cope with the cold. Then I get used to it again.

I walked down through town and my old protester friend shouted me and gave me four McD's stickers, which was good because I had two already, so I got a cup of tea.
I went to the samaritans and talked to a nice lady who I have seen before. She got me a cup of tea.

Then I put my spare fleece on and went to bed down, it was a cold wet night but as I bedded down it cleared and I could see the moon. As I fell asleep an explosion woke me up, but then everything was silence, I wonder if it was an exploding head thing?
I slept, I dreamed I was in a church with a friend and we were decorating a christmas tree, then he vanished and I was alone with the tree and decorations and I could hear a very BBC English voice, old fashioned sounding and sounding a bit like my friend, he was commentating on delinquent boys who were sent to 'work farms' as penalties. I woke up, leaped up and went to the toilet, it was 2am and I was cold, I rearranged my blankets and tucked back down warmly, it was a freezing cold night.

I woke up groggily at 7.30, knowing I had to move before I was seen, but deciding in my doze to 'exercise my constitutional rights to stay put'. It was about 8am when I stashed my bedding and went to the market for the loo and a cup of tea. I should never stay in bed that late, I will get moved on if I do.

I had breakfast and tea at the market stall and had an unremarkable wash.