Well Hello to you too...

Yes, greetings it is I, invading your blogosphere this week. 

Andrew is alas busy on Facebook with his performing cat, so it has fallen to  yours truly  to entertain and beguile you with his exploits recently. Bear with.

So previously in Andrew's World he used to be a good diabetic, with no sugar intake, poor thing  I mean no sugar. How awful is that?
Of course now he enjoys the odd treat or three, as we all do.

Healthwise it seems he needs a flu vaccine, as he was refused by a pompous old nurse at his recent work vaccination day, due to a minor allergy. It appears the nurses are now calling the shots. 

Nothing. Nothing at all? Rude.

So this week he has been to the blood collection centre for the monthly jab, as per doctors' orders.
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Jab: now that is a good word. Jab, jab. jab...

The nurse went about her business with the needles and labels, and then checked his details on the form.,...form that is another good word....form, jab, jab.. jabberwocky now that IS a good word.

Name? Duly given, Mrs Nurse.

Date of  Birth? Duly given, Mrs Nurse.

The rest of it?

Rest of what pray tell?

The rest of the year of the birthdate.

Seriously? You need to ask that? It could only be 1966, surely?
2066 has not even happened yet, and 1866 would make him 147. 

You seriously expect an answer? Yes it seemed.
She received both the answer and an odd stare;

Then like a robot she then went through her tasks. 
You could tell there was a lot of bad blood between them at that point.

She then left the room with no further explanation. 
Now I call that being absent without a gauze.

Stil nothing? Oh well...

Andrew will be back next time, so until then it's on with the show.....