It was my blogfriend Steg who got me started. I’ve just looked it up, December 2007. I promised him I’d become a blood donor and I have a tendency to keep promises; I’ve just completed the 20th donation.
The plumber, V, who is also a friend, was due to call in and see Roses – we’ve a number of jobs to be done in both houses. Roses sent me a text to say he wasn’t going to make it and will come tomorrow instead. I know why he couldn’t run late – as I was leaving, he was waiting to go in, sipping his pint of water.
I have the urge to move furniture – I have warned LT, who is due to arrive tomorrow. Of course, I may decide to move it all back again, if I feel mercurial or in need of the exercise. I love moving stuff about, I’m both very patient and easily bored.
I don’t know about being patient but easily bored, it sounds to me like ‘very feminine’ in that Ann is just the same.
P.s. And none the worse for it!!!!
I like the illusion that I can do something different every day, I dread being caught in a rut. Otherwise, I’ve got almost endless patience, as has Ann, I’m sure.
As long as you don’t move the sofa out.
Too comfy, Tim! It’s in a different place, though. Better light but a bit further from the fire, we’ll see what you think xxx
I’ve wondered about blood donations in the UK…I was a donor for many years, but am no longer eligible because I’ve been to “bad ” countries. That includes England since the “Mad Cow” outbreaks. Among the questions on the form are : have you been in a prison/watch-house? have you knowingly engaged in sex with an HIV + partner? have you travelled in UK/Europe since 1983? Quite a few more, but I forget them.
And now, I’m in the age bracket that has greater need of my own red stuff!
Gosh, we’re asked a lot of questions about our sex lives, which can be a bit depressing, to be honest, but I’ve never been asked if I’ve been in prison. I chatted with a young woman a couple of years ago, whom I knew because she’d been at school with Ronan, who worked on cruise liners and was, therefore, turned away. I had to lay off for six months or so after visits to India, which I suppose was the risk of malaria. I know that the USA bans people who’ve been to Britain because of mad cow disease – it’s all perceived risk, I suppose. I take my four-monthly donations as mini health checks – I know that I wasn’t anaemic yesterday, so I assume I’m doing pretty well.