The Muesli must have been mighty or the Crunchy Nut Flakes may have crunched it. Either way, my new tooth appeared broken.
I was just finishing my breakfast when I felt that something wasn’t right in the fang department. I can’t imagine it was my breakfast that did it, but something had. My previous dentist did say that I was one of those people who grind their teeth in their sleep. Maybe that’s what happened here, but whatever it was, a small piece of tooth or filling fell on to my tongue. I phoned the surgery just after 9am and got an appointment for 2pm, a cancellation. That was a pity because we’d agreed that today was the best day of the week and we were heading for the Far East. Thankfully we hadn’t ordered the tickets last night, so all was not lost, but it was still a bit of nuisance having the appointment right in the middle of the afternoon. But beggars can’t be choosers, as they say.
We changed our plans and drove to Auchinstarry, parked at the car park where they are building a gigantic play park with a castle on the top of a hill. They’ve been building it for about a year now and seem to have got stuck. We didn’t want to go to the castle we were going for a walk along the canal. For once we decided to go anticlockwise round our usual walk and started on the old mineral railway, then crossed over to the new soulless straight tarmac path that used to lead you beside a burn, but now takes you straight through the trees to join up with the mineral line again. I much preferred the old path with its puddles and bends and the sound of running water. This manicured path is no fun at all. I think I can find another route that will be more scenic and won’t have tarmac.
At Twechar we crossed over to the towpath for the Forth & Clyde canal and walked back to the car park avoiding all the pensioners on their electric bikes. I think we were passed once or maybe twice by cyclists on ‘real’ bikes. Yes, I’d like to try an electric bike, but No, I don’t think I would buy one. They look heavy and I’d have nowhere to store one. My Dewdrop will do me. I just have to get it out more and cycle. That’s my biggest problem.
We drove home and had lunch then I went to see the dentist lady. She was apologetic and said that the chip off the tooth I’d brought to show her was indeed a filling and she could fix it on the spot. It took less than ten minutes to clean out the cavity and pack in the new filling. I just hope it lasts longer than the previous one. It certainly felt like my mouth my tongue was investigating as I left the surgery.
When I got back, Scamp was working in the back garden, planting, digging and moving tubs around. I dug over a bit of ground where the old clothes pole had been and planted three of my Teasel plants there. The ones I’ve grown from seed. Scamp claimed a bit of the space for an Astilbe plant, or maybe two. I quite enjoyed the hour or so of gardening, but it was getting cold later. So cold that Scamp brought in three of her pelargoniums to over winter on the bedroom windowsill.
I’d got a few photos in the beautiful autumn light, nearly all on the way back from Twechar and one, with a reflection of the trees at Strone Point, became PoD.
The prompt for today was “Scrape”, and I was struggling to find something that would cover that guide. What I eventually drew was a hand holding a paint scraper. It wasn’t the best sketch ever, but then again it was a very vague prompt. I did think of drawing somebody reaching in to the bottom of a barrel to scrape it, because I think the folk who make up these prompts are indeed doing that!
It the weather holds, we may go travelling east tomorrow. If not, we won’t!