Greetings, friends! I mentioned a few weeks ago that a guy interviewed me in Hyde Park in London when I
I spent the last couple of nights back at the flat. Although there were no incidents (I am always careful
Woe is me! Just kidding, but I feel like my blog posts are a bit like that at the moment.
Dealing with antisocial behaviour in housing is an incredibly difficult matter. As I have written about previously, I have been
I slept well last night but woke up feeling anxious. My circumstances are presently quite comfortable, but there is also
Wandering the streets of London during the night recently has provided ample evidence that we live in truly evil times.
It’s around 10pm UK time as I type. I wanted to just post a reflection on the ways that God
Greetings, friends. Unfortunately, you read that title correctly. I’m very close to homelessness right now. I’m sat in a coffee
Being out of psychiatric hospital and living back in the community is a real blessing. I am lucky to have
O most merciful Lord, you are my shelter. Your love surrounds my thoughts and houses my heart. When the storms
This hospital is effectively my home. I eat here, sleep here, wash here, brush my teeth here – these are