So there I was, just tucking in to a Boost choccie bar while playing a bit of FFX and ooh, what's that, oh fuck, my tooth's just broken in half and is stuck in the chocolate.... Bollocks. That's so so bloody bad, it means trying to find a dentist, hopefully an NHS one, yeah right, and then paying through the nose to have some bloke stick his hands in my mouth and try to cause me pain. Lovely. I'm not a happy bunny to say the least, I'm broke, can't smile for fear of scaring the children (I have none but incase there are any in the street) and am completely depressed at the whole thing.

BUT it could be worse, there are people much worse off than me, people with bigger health problems and more etc etc etc so I'll promptly stop moaning. Like now. See.