I went for a blood test today. As I sat down and rolled up my sleeve I said, "I'm not very good with blood".
The nurse with the needle said, "Neither am I".
Not what I wanted to hear! I looked away ...
It went all right, despite the phlebotomist* saying she has to look away too. She was being trained; fortunately her supervisor was on hand.
Nothing at all to do with the above, I photographed this cherry tree a couple of weeks ago.
Yes, it's in Braunston.
* phlebotomist = blood-letter. A new one on me. There were posters with Dracula images declaring how many people they'd taken blood from during the last month. I wonder if all their patients appreciate the black humour (I did).
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