What is it about the dentist that so many of us fear? Is it the feeling of being so uncomfortable with someone’s hands and nasty implements in your mouth? Or just the plain old fear of pain? I honestly can say with me it’s a combination of both and also I am afraid of the “faint”. Particularly because I have now (including yesterday’s episode) fainted four times at the dentist.
The dentist must have thought I was a bit crazy – repeating constantly that I might faint so she left me rest for a good quarter of an hour P.E (post extraction). Lucky Richie was in the waiting room as I literally collapsed when I walked out to him and tried to sit down. Him and a nurse had to lift me off the floor and back to the dentist chair, where I had a lie down, a cold flannel, and a glucose drink.
Richie said I looked like a corpse! I may be fair skinned but I think you will agree, the skin is particularly pale here:
I never thought I would say it, but Richie Firth is a hero! An actual hero. I owe him a big favour. Which has started today with a purchase of a 20p fudge bar. Who said hero’s need public adulation and trophies?
I’ve been reading out sections of my teenage diary this week for Diary Week which has been incredibly cringe worthy for me. I seem to have done a lot of “shifting” when I was 15/16. If you weren’t listening get the podcast for a full explanation of what a shift is!
There also seemed to be an incredible amount of boys being discussed and way too much time dedicated to thinking about them! If only my mother knew I was actually writing in my diary when I was supposed to be learning about ox bow lakes.
If I am not embarrassed, there will be another entry tomorrow, so ladies, join me and read out a page of your diary on the show or I can read it for you. It will be fun and believe me, very therapeutic for you! You can email me here.
I am off now to get a wisdom tooth out, with Richie coming along as a backup and support. He is just as nervous as me. Oh dear!
In other news, I did get a lovely message from my boyfriend “T” this morning – asked me if I fancied a shift later…. Ha!!
This week I was fortunate enough for a dream to come true. I was fortunate to have a ride in the cab of a train. I recorded the ride and shortly on the show you'll be able to hear how I got on. It wasn't all as I expected.
When I dreamt of being a train driver as a child my thoughts were very different to the reality I saw yesterday. I never thought it would involve kettles, wet wipes and dead badgers. All will be explained.
What did I take away from my experience that I could share with you? Dreams can come true. They just might not be quite as you dreamt them.
William Tell. Robin Hood. Jeffery. All great Archer’s of our time. Well by tomorrow there’ll be a new name to add to that list. Richard Firth.
As I blog I am preparing to leave for North London and my first formal archery lesson . I’ll be coached by a lady who has been teaching aspiring arrowists for 34 years – as long as I have been on this planet! But will I be able to hit a balloon on a target 20 metres away from me with an Olympic standard bow and arrow?
I say yes. 4 years ago at the Studland Country Fair in Dorset I tried a spot of archery and was told by the guy running the stall that I ‘had potential.’ It turns out that archery was not his first love and that he ran a second hand furniture store but that is by the by. Potential is not a word you use lightly. As the archery world will see shortly.
What a Sunday night I had! I was lucky enough to go to see Noel Gallagher at The O2, he was brilliant. Those High Flying Birds are working out well for him. I went with the boyfriend who made me scoff a pizza in about two minutes flat because he was worried we would miss Noel’s first song. As we made our way to our seat, it was wonderful to hear over the loudspeaker, “Noel will be on stage in the next 35 minutes”. Ooops says the boyfriend, while I started with the pizza burps.
What a gig though and for a Sunday night there were a lot of people enjoying more than a few beers!! There were also a lot of the “mod Paul Weller” hair cut, jeans, trainers and tracksuit top brigade reliving their youth. I certainly did when Noel broke into a 20 minute Oasis encore. The “Don’t Look Back in Anger” finish was one of the best endings to a gig!
So today Christian wanted to know if I am going to propose to the boyfriend on Leap Year Wednesday. No, that’s not going to happen but I was surprised to hear so many of you have done! What do you give though? Some women will give a watch rather than a ring, which is probably a good idea as men are pretty bad timekeepers, aren’t they? What about a plain band like this?
I hope some women will come along to Christian’s open mic on Wednesday morning – it will be available for any ladies who would like to propose to their man!
Ok, that’s me. I am off to make myself a child’s lunch of mini potato waffles, spaghetti and crispy pancakes. I am tired, ok? I was out rocking last night!!