Blood glorious blood!

So, as you've probably noticed, I haven't blogged in a while, and I don't really have an excuse but for last week...
So, last week I was in the Isle of Wight, Cowes to be precise, for the joys of Cowes Classic Regatta for what I thought was going to be great.
It wasn't. I didn't get to crew on the yacht I did last year due to my late coming (I arrived on Wednesday evening, I'll explain that later...) and so had nothing to do, in fact, I only got to go on a yacht once for the parade on the Sunday. So, I spent the week as bored as a plank of wood.
On the way home, going a long the motorway, my little brother announces he really needs a wee, to which it's replied that the next services isn't for 15 minutes, he'll have to wait. So, he waits, for 10 minutes, which he decides that he might not make it and acquires a bottle.
However, he doesn't pee in the bottle. For 5 minutes he sat, willy in bottle, until we got to the services, because he wasn't sure he could make it. As he was sitting next to me, those, were probably the most awkward 5 minutes of my life. I even began to question whether I'd been adopted or not.

On the subject of my list, I have made two things out of Origami (after specially ordering Origami paper)
A Whale (which doesn't look like a whale) and a Crane.

Whale, apparently...

Crane

I also gave blood today! It was an odd experience...
Walking in, on your own, is a rather daunting thing. I walked in, gave 'em my form to which they gave me a booklet telling me what's happening with my blood, what I will be required to do, and what would happen if they found out I had a scary disease, such as AIDs. After reading through that twice, and waiting for 10 minutes I was called up to come behind the blue curtains. The nurse than asked me questions like where I was from, if I'd been near anyone who was diseased, etc, etc. She then gave my finger a prick with some little pricking machine, squeezed my finger so the blood spurted out, sucked it up with a pipette and put it in some tube, all so that she could tell me that I had that right amount of iron in my blood...
After that I went and waited at a table for 5 minutes to then be called to have my blood drained. A rather fetching nurse came and fetched me and took me to a bed type thing to which I lay down and she stuck a needle in me. Now, this needle was big, massive even, so she stuck the smallest bit of it in. I was disappointed... I then waited for five minutes while the blood bag filled up with a pint of my blood, was detached, made to do yoga, got given a biscuit, and then booked my next appointment. Overall, I came away quite amused, although the whole thing took me 40 minutes, it wasn't a problem, in fact, quite relaxing... I recommend it if you need an hour to yourself away from your two rather idiotic brothers, go give blood.

As I missed out blogging, I'm doing a whole paragraph in French for you...
Aujourd, je réveiller en retard, á aller á sont mon sang drainé et donner à manger à meurs de faim africain vampires.Which means: Today, I woke up late to have my blood drained and fed to starving African vampires.
Auvior.