Friday February 15, 2008
“I don’t want you to be alarmed,” said the dentist as I sat in the chair. I could feel my eyes widen but I kept my panic in check.
“There’s a chance we may be having a fire drill shortly and will have to assemble outside.”
“Ah. That kind of alarm. Nah. It takes more than that to alarm me but let’s get on with it and see if we can beat the bell.”
Laughter all round.
Actually, it wasn’t too bad even though for some strange reason I’d been dreading this visit. The tooth she’d been worried about when we did the periodontal bit a fortnight since has settled back in a little. I was given strict instructions to pay particular attention to it with the toothbrush but I’m free now for six months. And if there was a fire drill, it wasn’t done while I was there.
I made an appointment for my next check-up, for some time in August, but there’s every chance we’ll have moved away by then. I shall miss the dentists in Bridgwater. They done me fine. I understand there’s a good new practice along similar lines in Aberystwyth, but in any case I shall prowl the entire Principality until I find proper dental care once more. And nag my local Assembly Member mercilessly if I have too much trouble.
Don’t say you were not warned.
Other than that we had an uneventful day. Graham is biffing and boffing around in the bedroom next to my study, turning it into a regulation bedroom rather than a junk room. It’s to be a little on the ‘funky’ side, so I’m told.
“What does ‘funky’ mean?” I asked
“In your terms? Cheap.”
“Fine. Cheap I can cope with.”
The job’s very nearly done. Apart from a deep clean and a determined attack on the windows, there’s little left to do but decide when we’ll call in the agents for valuation. Graham’s doing the Valentine’s Ball over the weekend, so it’s likely we’ll carry out the big scrub on Monday/Tuesday and start calling agents Wednesday/Thursday.
“Will that be alright?” Graham asked, a little anxiously.
“Oh, sure. I’m agog. The garden birds are agog. The whole world is agog.”
“Dolly’s not agog.”
“Good heavens, no. Dolly does not do agog.”
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