
For most of my childhood I can remember the dentist as a very familiar place. My teeth used to be proper mashed up as a kid and it took 9 teeth to be removed (5 were baby teeth) and several braces to sort the boys out. It was all worth it though and anyone that knows me now will know what a fine display of pearly whites I have.
Now whenI was 19, like most people, I stopped getting free dental treatment and didn't register with an nhs dentist when it all changed over. So it's been just over 11 years since I last went to a dentist, but unfortuntatly it's time to go again. For the last few days I have been having serious tooth ache and have just made an appointent with a Spanish dentist tomorrow. I'm not looking forward to it, but it's bound to leave me with another comedy tale to tell.
In other news, about 10 days ago a drunk girl wet herself in Brain's car. I realise that on it's own, that line seems very random. But to cut a long story short it really made Brian realise how much we needed a people carrier for 24-7. He stuck a note on his blog about it and from some very generous donations, in just 7 days over £7000 has come in, and Brian is driving a people carrier over from the UK this weekend.
As tempted I am to tell this story as if it happened in Ibiza, unfortunatly it didn't... But a new friend called Tim has come out to work with us for the next month. He usually works as a mental health nurse and yesterday told me a story which I found alarmingly amusing. A little while back he had to seperate two people from fighting at work, becuase they were both convinced that they were Jesus and were arguing about which one of them was. I hope to hear more of his stories soon.
That's about it for now but I am sure I will have some sort of tale to tell about the dentist tomorrow night!