Sorry this is a couple of days late. The new WordPress editor took a dislike to this post and it’s taken two days to fix it.
Well a bit of blue sky and no rain is a start. Even the wind has eased. Feels almost like Autumn now.
Two conversations have rather defined this autumnal feeling day. The first one with the dentist.
I finally managed to speak to my Dentist about my chipped back tooth. In a nutshell this is what the Dentist said.
- The practice partly reopens tomorrow.
- They have a huge backlog and waiting list.
- They are allowed to start looking at emergency cases but won’t be able to do much with them. Basically just temporarily patch them up. No drilling or aerosol inducing treatments allowed.
- They will get back to me when they can have a look at it. But the repair will be some time. Dependent on getting the go ahead from the Government.
- The Government is a shambles. Just making things worse.
So basically just got to grin and bear it. Will add temporary dental fixes to my increasing list of almost skills. It’s quite bizarre that the UK’s Health Minister is spending more time and energy on getting Horse Racing going than be is on helping out the NHS and Dental services. It’s amazing what being funded by the Horse Racing Industry does for a persons priorities.
The second conversation involved a muppet but not our Health Minister thankfully.
“Dad remember when we worked out that you are 25% human and 75% muppet.”
75% is probably understating the muppetry.
“Well Dad I’ve been trying to work out which muppet DNA runs through you.”
Well when I used to go and watch Newcastle United play footy. When I say ‘play’ I should say ‘get beat’ at footy. Me and my friend would just sit and slag off our own team. We were definitely the two old muppets in the audience. Waldorf and Statler.
“Ok but now you don’t go anymore then they don’t count. I am seeing three muppets in your DNA. First one is Beaker. That expression and the hair sticking up is just so you..”
“The second muppet I see in you has to be Fozzie Bear and those terrible jokes of yours..”
“The final muppet in my Dad is definitely Animal. You seem to approach everything. Things like cooking, gardening, hairdressing with the same care and attention that Animal approaches life..”
I can’t argue with this assessment, although I am a little disappointed not to have a little bit of Miss Piggy in me. Now do I trust Animal with this emergency dental kit…
*****Photos from Wikipedia******