My dentist has gone on his Christmas Break. My dentist has gone on a spree. Without him I can't eat my Christmas cake. Oh bring back my dentist to me.
Wouldn't you know it; I've broken that darned tooth again - just brushing this time. But before you reach for the tissues to join me in commiseration, I must confess that it isn't hurting and apart from being really awkward to eat I can wait until my dentist returns to work. What is it they say about Murphy's law? What can go wrong will do so at the worst possible time. Right on Christmas Eve - yep, I'll agree with that. Now that I've had a jolly good whinge I want to wish everyone out there in Blogland a Happy and peacefilled Christmas and a prosperous New Year - and if your faith doesn't follow the season then I wish you happiness in the pathway you've chosen for life. Bye for now, until next time.