Good Afternoon, not a bad day here a bit cloudy but very close with an odd spot or two of rain but nothing very much. Have just come back from the dentist not me this time but Stuart. He had been for his check up a couple of weeks ago and had to have a filling redone today as it was a bit slack. This got me thinking of the terror I used to have of going to the dentist when I was a child. I used to attend what was know as the school dentist these two words give me the willies even today. I was still at primary school at this time and used to go alone on the tramcar to visit this torture chamber. The year must have been about 1951ish and I had all my fillings of which I had many done when they eventually got me in the chair without anaesthetic. I got myself in such a state that by the time it came for my turn I was in the loo with sickness and diarrhoea it was horrendous I used to miss my appointment and have to wait again it was such an ordeal I can remember it so clear. One other thing that is very clear in my mind I had to have five teeth removed under gas and I heard as clear as day The Saber Dance playing in my head it took a long time to discover what the music was but again it is so clear. After a few of these visits my parents eventually took me to a private dentist and I was a lot better but I did have a fear of the dentist for many many years but now I am glad to say I am OK with it and go every three months for my de scale and polish not bother at all.
Sorry to tell this tale but I wondered if anybody else had to go to 'The School Dentist'?.
Bye for now have a great evening. Love