Be nice to me

Woke up after my night shift feeling remarkably fresh. So I had some breakfast and headed off to give blood. I'm good me.

I actually got told off for taking a photo of my arm -I suppose I can understand the idea of other people potentially being in it but you can't see anyone in this so what the hell.

Got home -via picking up a few more countries' beer- in time to watch the England France game. Half decent game with a few chances but I got exasperated with the commentator even before kick off. "Agincourt, Waterloo, and now Donetsk" I ask you, if the only qualification you need is to talk like an idiot then I could do it.