I did write about the terrorist attack in Manchester, but I decided that this wasn't the place to cry angry tears. Suffice to say that while the world moves on, it will take those of us close to the blast, time to find some kind of normalcy again. It will of course come. I was writing more just now but I've curtailed myself once again.
The ink hasn't dried on that paragraph when our Capital has been hit again. I honestly don't see how we, the world, can find a way out of this. I will not mention my view here. I will say that I trust in God.
I'd been booked in for four months to donate blood again. So on Thursday, in 31 degree heat, I sweltered along to my appointment. By the time I go there, I was damp... everywhere.
After waiting for 30 minutes, I failed two blood tests and so wasn't allowed to donate, I'm fine for me, but if I donated, it may result in anaemia. Been here a million times before, disappointed I can't donate now when our area needs it, but I'll be back in September.
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