Tagged: dentist

I guess I really do need to do a post about the teeth. Why, how, how bloody much and how fucking painful. So this is why I needed to: That was my smile last September – well, I say “smile” as I’d trained myself not to smile as my teeth were shit. Surprising how many people said things like “they’re fine as they are” but I guess they were just being very British. Since I was 18, my teeth had very slowly been falling apart – mostly the top. You know how I like to criticise Brexit voters for ignoring …

I love May and June – late spring, early summer is where I always seem to get the most enjoyment out of life, the best feeling. The weather is potentially at its best – not quite peak heat of summer, there can be long spells of glorious weather, as there was this year, there are good chances of thunderstorms – though of course not with my storm shield deflecting them. The trees are blooming (albeit hayfever can sting), flowers looking gorgeous – I love passing by wild flower hedges, ducklings will have hatched – life is blooming once more. My …