In the seventies our friendly village butcher dentist used to put us to sleep at the drop of hat and give us huge fillings on a frighteningly regular basis.
30 years on - said fillings are now falling to bits and one in particular has just cracked spectacularly. Its not painfulin the slightest but its very deep.
The dentist hasnt got any spare appointments before xmas.
In the meantime am i filling myself with mercury poisonin. Or is that all just a myth? x