Elegantly graceful

I finished my antibiotics yesterday. Today, the roof of my mouth began to feel particularly sore. It's a trial to eat. I finally called the dentist early this afternoon and spoke to a nurse who phoned the dental surgeon.

The advice is to continue the salt water mouth washes, which I am doing, and to take a course of another antibiotic which I surely hope will cure the soreness.

There is a downside. No alcohol for the next seven days plus 48 hours after that.

These graceful Japanese anemones were blowing gently in the breeze in a garden on the London Road in Coalville.

Len took Basil to the park for a run where I joined him after collecting my tablets.