The Dental Reception..like an up-market advertising company. My dentist, Ravi.Well, Ravi, the king of the silver tail dentists, did a quick repair job where I refused to be 'numbed up' as he calls it, for a filling which was tiny and nearly drill-fee. $250 later he says I will need another X ray for the back tooth to see if it can be attended to without a root canal. I renege, and tell him I'll wait till it gives me trouble. He smiles, and says 'well don't wait too long'. Hahahah!
Missed my bus, again by a whisker, so decided to stroll home along the beautiful Oriental Parade, always a delight!
There is never any joy at seeing a dentist in Wellington. My good dentist friend in OZ, Rob Dalby, I always enjoyed seeing and he was very reasonable in charging me. I look forward to my return where I will again see him and get reliable advice.
Well, I even managed, after a stimulating class at Flashdog studios, to find time to catch another French movie at the Paramount. Called 'Get Well Soon', about an ageing misanthrope, I hoped I wouldn't identify too much with it.
Well, I certainly didn't identify with the main character, but this very B grade French comedy was only saved by the appearance of a louche grey cat at the end of the movie, who was such a great character the rest of this predictable and amateur effort faded into obscurity. Thank God for cats!
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