Bleak House

I've been going to the same dental surgery since I began having teeth - so somewhere around half a century.

The house used to be called 'Bleak House', the name was carved into the stonework above the door. I always thought that was a fine name for a dental surgery.

I spent a happy hour in the dentist's chair today. To be honest it was quite a relaxing time and I almost fell asleep at one point.

I'm impressed by the skills of dentists - doing painstaking work in a confined space. It's strange to think that the dentist knows more about the inside of my mouth than I do.