Fang Menders

Spent nearly all day travelling to and from the fang surgery, accompanied by Zills, who also has suddenly developed fang rot.

My teeth are brill, apparently...especially with all the shiny silver amalgum and gold. Seriously the fang doc. thought, after X-ray and freeze the tooth/teeth experiments that breaking my nose had set up some sort of neuralgia....so if i get liver and kidney damage from excessive use of painkillers and whiskey it's my fault for trying to clean out a soaking wet boat on a slope in flip flops!

Thankyou mr H for the anti-biotics!

Zills on the other hand has been sent home with a script for amoxycillin and corsydyl and is about to have her first filling.

She told the fang monster "That's it i'm never brushing my teeth again!"

Grunt has started a week of work experience in a local garage.
"What do you mean you work school hours?....Oh no you don't. Work starts at 8.30am and finishes at 5.00pm. Bring a packed lunch, overalls and toe 'tectors. I'll supply the tea and coffee."

The poor lad dozed all the way home, ate a bowl of cornflakes, followed by bolo, ran a bath and crept into bed without even a grunt, all by 7 pm.

Will he make it to Wednesday?.....

I'm beginning to think i like the whole idea of work....It certainly makes for a quieter time.