Bleurgh…
Poor Nellibobs. This is her earlier this evening, waking up from a general anaesthetic. She went to work with Lord M to have a dental as the gums around her back teeth were looking a bit inflamed. Once Andy got in there with the sonic dental machine, however, he said her teeth weren’t bad at all, just one of the back ones looking a bit troublesome. All sparkly clean now, though. Nell is currently squashed up on the sofa against Andy, her chin on his knee, looking a bit sorry for herself and shooting me the occasional murderous glance for not protecting her from this hideous ordeal.
She’s lucky. When I go to the dental hygienist, I don’t even get a smidgeon of gum numbing gel, let alone an anaesthetic. But then I am not likely to bite the hygienist.
I did bite my orthodontist once, when I was around eleven years old. Not deliberately, you understand. My jaw clenched with involuntary tension whilst he was poking around with my braces, and at one point he said, ‘Can I have my finger back, please?’ and I apologised because I didn’t realise I had it gripped between my teeth. No harm done, though, and the orthodontist was very good-humoured about it.
It’s reached the point of the year when I am becoming fed up with the dark and the cold. The weather has recently been wet and windy which hasn’t added to the joie de vivre, BUT some daffodils have blossomed at the front of the house and there are definitely buds appearing on some of the trees. It’s light by 7 a.m and doesn’t get dark until after 5 p.m now, so we are heading in the right direction. I’ve been disciplined about keeping busy during the day so I don’t do any forlorn gazing out of the window, wishing it was Spring time. I’ve been studying my home herbal course, sewing, writing, reading (I’ve challenged myself to read the five Cazalet family saga novels by Elizabeth Jane Howard by the end of this month - chunky jobs of over 550 pages each), and doing half an hour of piano keyboard practise every day. There’s the daily dog walk, too, which isn’t enticing given the weather, but once you get out there, it’s okay.
Tomorrow, I think I shall do a bit of seed ordering. It’ll be time to get sowing soon. And that means Spring IS nearly here.
I’m now off looking at the Cazalet family saga novels. Should I buy them?
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I am finding them very readable, KJ. I whizzed through the first one in four days and have started the second in the series, which is just as good. The range of characters is good - some are likeable, some are awful but they’re all representative of middle class England during the period between 1938 and the mid-1950s. Big tick and an enjoyable (thus far) gold star from me! I found three of the series in our village book swap shelter, so they were freebies, and I bought the other two second hand from World of Books for around £3 each.
DeleteI’m a big fan of second hand books, in all forms. I have a book exchange program with my neighbor who works for a hospital which offers housing for parents whose children are hospitalized long term. When we are done with a book (provided we don’t want to keep it) she will bring them to the library that’s associated with the parent housing.
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