Heathrow

We landed somewhere on the Heathrow estate and then got processed through 'Flight Connections' to Terminal 5. I was tired and cranky; my teeth were sore and people kept getting in my way; the Border Agency only had a single person processing EU passport holders.

Finally, in Edinburgh, I got to the dentist to be told that I didn't have an infection, your teeth can get very sensitive after a deep filling and I might need root canal work. "Come back next week"

Back home, in the bosom of my family, I embrace paracetamol, ibuprofen and whisky. What can go wrong?