Sunday, 8 May 2011
A kindly work colleague gave me a Quality Street Easter Egg the other day. The said egg had a toffee in it which took half my filling out when I noshed upon it. Having already given my old kindly dentist in Brighton the heave ho when I moved, what was I to do? Google told me about some so called NHS dentists in my vicinity so off I went, only to be told I needed all the above work doing. Now as I only thought I needed a bit of a filling sorted out, this came as a huge, expensive shock to me. I'd only been for a check up six months ago so where did all this necessary work come from? I won't name the dentist concerned as I'm not sure of libel laws but I felt they were trying to rip me off and it seems they were. Someone call Watchdog and now! I went back to my old dentist, grovelling of course, and was told that infact none of the said work needed doing at all....except my filling. The motto of this story kids is if you feel you're being conned, get second opinion. My treatment ended up costing £65, not the £1,000 quoted.
Back to my new favourite place, Primrose Hill, today....for lunch once again at Trojka and a bit of celebrity spotting over a large glass of Rose'. Paps were everywhere today. They missed us of course. They also missed a very pregnant Kate Hudson whilst spending too much time concentrating on Gwen Stefani. I feel sorry for these people who can't even leave their house for a cup of coffee without being smothered by fat, sweaty paparazzi. Their poor little kids must be absolutely terrified by the attention and not have a clue what's going on. Rather them than me.
Another weekend done. Ciao darlings.