Dentists, dont you just love them?

Until a week or so ago I would have said a resounding No. But now we all have a new dentist, and she appears to be a rare sub species of dentist that I have never come across before. She is kind, thoughtful and gentle and I can lie out on the slab oops in the chair without developing instant clammy armpits.

Couldn't make my early appointment because both the car and our steep 200m drive were encased in several millimetres of ice. But a phone call assured me that 'I wasn't to worry, quite understandable'. Then a  call back gave me a slot later in the day.

I now have yet another filling and on the way, in the premature gloom of and overcast sky there was some nice light in the west from the ferry.

If only all my trips to the dentist had been like this.



  . . 1                                                  Looking west from the Corran ferry