Introduction

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 http://whatreallyhappenedinthechurch.blogspot.co.uk/

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: http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/JJNP

Thursday 23 October 2014

Thursday evening

Good evening,

Well Andy the man arrived to do the smoke alarms while I was doing my letter writing.
I never knew Andy was deaf, probably a result of testing smoke alarms for years, I will have to get a megaphone for when he is over the road.

I got to speak to landlady face to face for the first time since the bad news, we all feel sad.
I have not yet viewed my new home but I only want this home like I only want my blue bike.

I went for my gym induction, expecting to have time for a swim afterwards, but the gymn induction was a full on hour and a half of seeing how I got on with all the machines and building me a routine.

I can't remember if I mentioned I was increasing my exercise this week, but I have done. By the time the induction was over it was too late for the afternoon swim and I was tired, I wont swim this evening, my exercise levels are off the chart now the blue bike is back and I am pool swimming.

The only thing is, I hope no relapse is triggered, hard gym tightens my myscles, which is a key to my illness, so I have to warm down well.

It is a grey rainy day and the sea is moody and green.


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