When I brushed my teeth last night I spat blood, lots of it. This is a good thing: it means that whatever’s going on down there in my wisdom tooth, it’s leaking out rather than bottling up and abscessing under pressure ( Read more... )

As I may have mentioned, I have a nastily impacted wisdom tooth. The X-ray shows it reclining horizontally in its bed like an indolent Cleopatra, snuggling up to the Antony of its neighbouring molar. In due course it will have to be sliced down to through the gum, cracked into bits, dug out of my jawbone with spikes and pliers, and the hole ( Read more... )

I have a Trouser Tightness Problem ( Read more... )

Naut was out this morning when I got up, so I sneaked into his bedroom and stood on his scale.

80.6.80 kilos. It's a milestone. At the age of 31, I've finally made it to 80 kilos, squarely in the middle of the "OK" range of the Body Mass Index. So I can at last claim to be of "normal" build, rather than being scrawny like one of the farm ( Read more... )

I ran to work this morning. It’s the most beautiful day, as beautiful as only Switzerland in the spring ever seems to be, a cloudless immaculate blue with the morning sunlight slanting through the lush green of the early-summer woodlands and the little back roads of the neatly-kempt villages ( Read more... )

I'll make shepherd's pie!

Shepherd's pie is perfect. It's soft, so it's easy on my sore mouth; it's simple to cook. I can keep it hot for Naut when he gets home late and he'll love me for that. The leftovers will be good tomorrow. And, best of all, it tastes just nummy.So I head down to the shops and I buy a bunch of ingredients. You can put ( Read more... )

( Teeth. )

Two days ago on the train into work I had two thoughts. The first was, "Today I shall blog my day, because it is an ordinary sort of day," and the second was, "And tomorrow I shall go to the gym," which immediately made it a not-ordinary day ( Read more... )

Life proceeds. You hang in there ( Read more... )