No plan is fool proof. Millies was awash with cheese and it probably took me too long to decide what to buy. By the time I had left it was already 9:30, Blood Bank opening time, and by the time I had got there the next available slot wasn't until 10:45. Giving blood is important to me and today was my only chance to donate before the new year so I booked myself in and went for a coffee.
I needed to go to the Corn Exchange anyway so I headed to Primo's for an Americano, thinking I could spend the time typing this up. Coffee ordered and table chosen, my phone died. Losing the internet these days is like having your prise carrier pigeon "Speckled Jim" shot over Flanders Fields. I was lost and so I resorted to a pen and paper to pass the time.
Back home, one pint of blood lighter, I had just enough time to cobble together lunch. Scrambled eggs with chorizo served on a bed of rocket and tortillas. Not the kind of lunch I could eat in the office but I would have liked more time to eat them.
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