Back in business..... well......
I've actually found it really hard to get going again - apart from the jet lag, which was nasty, one of my stupid teeth broke off, so I've been ringing round the giant list of dentists my insurance company sent me, trying to find one wouldn't want my arm, my leg, and my first born to fix it.
I'm also very scared of dentists. I had a really good dentist in Hong Kong - but I had to see him so much that in the end he started stalking me. He show up at the restaurant where I worked, outside my dad's office (which happened to be Police HQ - not the brightest of bunnies) and eventually by my flat. Not a fun time.
So I explained this to the receptionist at the clinic I picked - and she said she'd try find me a female dentist.
But I do hope to get some stuff listed in the next few days, my dear mammy gave me some of her evening bags from the 60s, and a few other random bits and bobs.