excuse me bloggypeople, please read this blog or I will be upset, today the russians are just spamming the blog with false statistics.

Well what happened earlier? I went to look in my stashpile in the shed in town, I found a bottle of pop, a tin of tuna but no tin opener, two candles (the lightbulb in the lamp in the shed has blown), and a bottle of deodorant. handy, my deodorant was running out.

Then I decided to walk up to the church and see if anyone was there, no one was so I stopped and glugged some of the pop from the bottle, as I stopped one of my church friends crossed the road to say hello, we got talking and went to have a cuppa and some food, and she got me some food to take away as well and took me grocery shopping and put me on the bus with a little bit of money. I am blessed with some of the best friends anyone could have.

We had a really good talk as well, she talked about a programme called 'The midwife' which is one programme I love, and if I can sneak round to my friend's houses to watch it then I do, she said that the author of it never believed that her story would interest people, and she said that myblog should have incredible potential and that I will also have great potential to help other homeless people.
I suppose those were words of inspiration that give me hope again.
She is yet another of my friends who has a less than ideal family but goes on living a good life.
Inspired.

Good Samaritans, bad samaritans. I went to the samaritans twice after that row with my family, saw two helpful samaritans who helped me, saw a less helpful one yesterday, who endured me, on Tuesday I actually phoned the Samaritans and got a judgemental Scot who said that 'a young lady had no right to be sleeping in a shed' and continued that way, a samaritan who appeared to put me on hold while I talked, a woman who really didn't understand me, and so I gave up on phone Samaritans.

There was a lovely sunset but it is still hard for me to think about sunsets.

I have lots of food :)