Some time ago, more than a year from memory, I was at the dentist being seen to by a young man who wasn’t my regular charming dentist-man. I’d have to say that having a charming dentist does make a visit there somewhat less unpleasant.  Although, having suffered ‘torture-house’ ministrations from school dental nurses in my …

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