Just come back from a lovely weekend in Washington DC with my brother and his family, and my parents were there too. Flights there and back passed off without trauma, we did get caught in a traffic jam caused by 4-lane accident on the Beltway but given that it was 4 lanes wide AND there were 4 fire engines AND there were 4 ambulances, the 45 minutes delay we experienced was in fact a slick operation I would say. You’d think that was enough excitement, but no.
So, back at home, quietly going through my emails and enjoying a nice snack of a handful of prawn crackers, when crunch! off comes my gold crown, with half my tooth with it. I now have a hollow tooth without a top or one of its sides.
And British NHS dentistry to look forward to.
It seems these things happen a day or so after transatlantic flight. Hmph
