I have just been downing a cup of caffeine, enjoying the rich velvety texture and the nostalgic aroma…
when one of the crisps I was eating found its way into a hole I have in one of my teeth!.
The pain was instant, & the reaction was acute. I grabbed my jaw, and with my tongue removed the offending crisp, smashed it against my back molars and swallowed. . .
It deserved it, causing me pain when I least expected it.
Then again, the crisp wasn’t to know about the hole in my tooth . . .was it!. . .
I’m sat in a cafe, pronounced ‘caf-A’, because it’s not a ‘greasy spoon!’ it’s a posh little gaff, nice seats, expensive scoff.Continue reading
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