7 January 2014
C- have got to go to the dentist today for another session of torture. At work yesterday my filling fell out and a hairline crack appeared around the bottom of my tooth. Do you think it is my age or have I just got extraordinarily crumbling teeth?
S – it’s definitely an age thing, after fifty it all beings to fall apart. Have been in bed with the lurgie, feeling ghastly, must be some winter bug going around. Can’t get out of bed or even think about blogging today.
C – poor you, just take it easy. Back from dentist; OMG he is amazing. He has totally rebuilt my tooth, and only cost £49; a bargin and he is drop dead gorgeous to boot. It’s almost worth the grief just to look into those eyes. I think I could get used to that Polish accent, it has rather a pleasant ring to it. Has cheered up my day no end. It’s the little things in life at our age.
S – oh sounds interesting, I have the lady dentist, must see if I can swap. Does he have gentle hands?
C – most definitely, gentle but firm, just perfect. He, he