At the dentist

We spent last night at my parents house in Kent, and slept like logs after all Thursday nights shenanigans. Today we took an old fridge freezer to the tip, and visited the dental hygienist in the next village. 
We see the dentist in France, but they either don’t or won’t do scale and polish. Then we got a bit of shopping, and had a takeaway curry with the parents, one of my brothers and my eldest son who popped round.