Two, twice.

As dedicated readers know, it’s all about two.

If I put out three flowerpots, it looks wrong.

I buy vests in twos, it’s just easier than finding I like it, going back and waiting until they’re back in stock to buy the other.

Problems of late have not been coming singly, you may have noticed.  I wish I had.  What made me think that I could go to the dentist with a broken tooth and just have a filling?  Eternal optimist that I am.

I can’t take the broken filling in to the dentist.  I swallowed it, along with a crisp.  So I’m back to up at dawn to get a dental appointment, then goodness knows how many of them to get an eight hundred pound crown* fitted.

I’m trying to be philosophical.  Some people have dental emergencies in public holidays.  Could have been a Christmas roast potato that finished the filling and I’d have been crackered.

Back to soup.

And we’ll be having Christmas Lite.

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*Money, not weight.  You could get a real crown to put on your head for what it’s going to cost me for a fake tooth.

Soup.  (I wish I liked it.)

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