Torture Chamber

I had an early morning appointment with this tray of medieval torture implements this morning; enough to make me go breakfastless after a prolonged teeth cleaning session.

The good news is that not one morsel of yesterday’s food did my assiduous dentist find hidden in any crevice. That non existent crumb did not appear either as comfort when she gave me the bad news that I really need a crown on one tooth. That will cost me 500 shekels, a sum which is not welcome at this stage of fighting the insurance company about the huge bill for that leaking pipe.
If I were not so frightened of subjecting myself to pain, I would have the offending tooth out and save most of my shekels.

And the snow? What snow? I know, I know, I will no doubt eat my words ere long, but at the moment it is sunny and dry here but with a cutting Siberian wind................. ....................0h but what do you know - the minute I wrote that, the sun disappeared and a flurry of snow has crossed the Meadows, but not as yet lying.