“Who will rid me of this meddlesome tooth?”

In this week long visit back to London I have to tend to my dental needs. A crown which has always been the rebel of the pack has decided to come loose – possibly due to all the grinding I do when Memsahib wins another discussion.

So we landed on Friday, I saw my dentist on Saturday who glued it back in and booked me for the hygienist on Tuesday and has sent me to the implant consultant Thursday to discuss replacing the crown with an implant and would I like to arrange a second mortgage now or later? I’m starting to understand why three generations ago everyone just had them all removed when they were twenty.