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Monday, 11 August 2014

Gnashing Of Teeth



The dentist tells Daughter that she grinds her teeth in her sleep. I’m not sure how he knows this but the enterprising so-and-so tries to sell her a mouth shield for £110. Daughter buys one off Amazon for a fiver. Apparently it’s in very sexy green.

At dog training tonight, Doggo does a full twelve weaves, faultlessly. Not bad for a 91 year old.

(Monday 11th August)

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