Light on a crumpled wrapper

A rather strange day. I had an appointment at the new Birmingham Dental Hospital which has been built on the site of my old place of work. I had to drive, a journey that I last made by car over twenty-five years ago. The rush hour traffic has got a bit worse.
All this was just for someone to say, “ No problem, come back next week and we’ll take it out”, (the stump of a previously crowned tooth).
I carefully arranged the appointment for a time when I can do the trip by bus.