Toothless

No, I am not talking about England's performance against the Prime Minister's eleven in the cricket last Friday! It's me, of sorts.

About 14 months ago, while in Sydney I had a crown put on one of my front teeth, to replace the work done on the tooth back in 1989 when I smashed it on new year's day while playing in my street.

The crown looked really good and I had forgotten about it until this morning. I bit into a biscuit at a conference in central London while having morning tea and felt things move. I checked it out and yes, the crown didn't look right.

So an emergency call to the dentist in central London got me an appointment and the crown had broken. So a small repair was made but I have to go back tomorrow for a more in depth appointment to prepare a new crown. Hopefully, this time we will get it right.