Thank you Mr Singh.

I av gust got gack from the dentist, so i am in sock justht a little bit.


Now then, Mr Singh is a lovely man, a butcher by trade, but lovely with it. He is so kind and gentle of voice, he makes you feel at ease, he talks with a soft accent that lulls even his scardested patients into a sense of well being.
When i first ventured into his surgery.......... what now......... hum.......... must have been 16 years ago, i was a frightened young thing, used to having the teeth dragged from my mouth by Mr Dastard of Hackney.......... so it came as a nice surprise to meet Mr Singh...... he has been looking after me teef for all that time. Has been patient with me and never took anything out of my mouth that i hadn't agreed to first.
So, what with he Darling Daughter getting married i slipped into his practice the other month and asked sheepishly............ Oi, Jamial [see we are on first name terms]..... Oi Jamail, giz a set of those gnashers that are white and straight, ya know like the ones on the telly.......... raising his eye heavenward he replied "OK Shabby, sit down and lets have a look what we can do".
Well, he then goes on to tell me how, "Your teeth are fine Shabby, just a little bit of straightening, and you will have the perfectus front teeth of your dreams".... well, that's what i heard..... he may have said ......."You are joking of course, you must be joking!........insert raucous laughter here.. HAHAHAHAHA" .............But i couldn't exactly tell you lot that could i! ...... DOH................. Anyhow, i went this afternoon to have my front teeth porcelainededed [instead of me God given enamel] and as i sat back on the chair, a smile gathered on his lips........... his assistant grabbed me by the shoulders and head locked me into a ........ erm.......... headlockey fing, i was clamped to the seat by what felt like 12 Sumo wrestlers. The room darkened and i heard the whirl of the drill .......... i woke for about 1 minute, seeing the 4 tiny stumps in the reflection of his face mask which sent me into yet another deep ravine of hystericals............ i awoke some time later and was handed a mirror "look at them Shabs" Jamail said, so i did. Thank God i said, it was all a dream, these are my actual teeth, No he said they are a copy of your ACTUAL teeth........... swoon ............... apparently i go back in two weeks for the real ones to be fitted, where once again he will hack off these temporary ones and install the real False real ones............ i think?
M'off for a lie down now........... i don't feel to well................. *Big Toofy Grin*

Now the moral of this story is.................. Why the eck didnt she just elope!!!!!!!!


Off for a bit of Liposuction next week............ i shall let you know................lolololol