Finally, I have a new dentist. She is very nice despite the fact that already I've spat a dental mould on her face. That said, the filling was agony.
"Were you moaning because the injection felt a little odd?" she cooed.
"No. I was moaning cos you just stuck a giant needle in my jaw," I growled.
The dental nurse giggled. "I think the hygenic scraping hurts more."
And it did.
The Squaddie refused to let me cancel a date. "I don't care," he said.
"I do," I told him. "I can't open my mouth."
"We don't have to kiss," he said.
In the end, it would have been better if we'd postponed.