We were on our way to East Sussex for a few days with Jane's brother when we stopped off at a pub for lunch. I avoided the cheesy sandwiches in favour of a crispy bacon salad sandwich but on the first bite I heard a crunch which didn't sound like bacon and there was something strange in my mouth. As I fished about with my tongue I realised one of my upper front teeth was missing. It had sheared at gum level and looked as if it was rotten. How can this be? I've visited the dentist every 6 months since about 1973, they've been fully xrayed in the past 2 years and yet this weakness has gone unnoticed. I think in this day and age your teeth shouldn't catastrophically fail. Jane has booked me in with the dentist on Monday but I imagine this will just be the first step towards getting a replacement tooth.
At the moment I look like Mackenzie Crook in Pirates of the Caribbean. 