Jonah Tooth and the Sleepless Brothers.

[smokingboot]

Ow.
Ow. Ow. Ow.
Ow!

OK, so tonight a filling which has held out for oh, twenty years, has gone bye-bye. Maybe this is Billyjoejimbob's revenge for me defanging him. Before he went into the bin, the first opaque mists of white mould had covered his left eyesocket from the inside. Brr! First time I've ever seen an Odinic pumpkin. It wasn't comforting.

The departure of this ancient filling is yet another reason for me to abandon all hope of sleep, again. This is so weird. The last four weeks have been a virtually sleep free zone.

I have never had so many things happen at the same time, health-wise. Some chums say this ties in with my habit of refusing to get check-ups more than once every seven years. My response is that everything was fine until I met the local GPs. Bloody dangerous I call ‘em.

I am getting interested in visiting Cairo again, now that my love is talking about going to Turkey. Turkey! Ephesus and Ararat, the Hagia Sophia, Cappadocia! My mother used to talk about the stars over Istanbul, sparkling against so rich and velvet a night she swore the sky swept the earth like a carpet. So how come all I can see in my mind’s eye is street upon street of kebab shop?

I am sometimes astonished at the depths of my ignorance. I can bang on about Dianic centres of the ancient world forever, only to have no clue that Gothenburg is in Sweden, not Germany. Outrageous. Gothenburg is my love’s other latest suggestion. I know nothing about it. With a name like Gothenburg, the city will satisfy me with nothing less than total gargoyle infestation. Transpires that it was created by Dutch settlers. I’m trying not to make a connection.

Ow. Ow. Ow. I would tell this tooth to fuck off and die, except I'm almost certain that this is precisely what it's doing.

Comments

[november-girl.livejournal.com]

Reminds me of a conversation I had with Gary the other day that went something like this:
G - "Been to Gothenburg, that was nice"
A - "I've always wanted to go round Germany, what's Gothenburg like?"
G - "Erm, Swedish!"

It's not just you! In fact, your posting made me feel a lot better about my own mistake. Let's just put the whole city on a boat and move it to it's rightful (Bavarian) location. :-)

[smokingboot.livejournal.com]

Absolutely! I blame the Dutch, myself. It’s inconceivable that two such brilliant minds could get it wrong without being deliberately misled!