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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