All quiet on the western front…simply a day to get used to the temporaries, recover from the traumas of the day before…and rest. At least with the help of a great painkiller given to me by Dr.Zsuzsanna and a large vodka I managed most of a bowl of goulash soup without dribbling…and an early night.
Weather still not great but walked from the hotel to discover a bit about the area, finishing up in the next door shopping mall…a smaller Westfield, called MOM, had a gentle swim in hotel pool with my mouth firmly shut, did emails and worked. No pain!!
Keep looking at my temporaries and am very taken with them…wondered if I might just do a runner and never go back to the clinic. I suppose the gnashers wouldn’t last very long
