I have been trying to find a new dentist, somewhere close to where we live. I am still, officially, registered with our old Gob-Doctor back in Norfolk, although I haven't been there for a long time. I've been having a few issues with a couple of molars, and I think I should get them checked out before they become problematic and painful. As I'm sure most of you know, though, trying to find a dentist appointment in England at the moment is like trying to find a camel in the Arctic.
Gavin sent me an e-mail today, asking if I would be willing to travel down to Devon with him soon, to 'cast an outside eye' over his potential new investments and to 'see if any ideas' pop into my head about 'how to move them forward financially'. I replied with 'in theory, yes, but please remember my wife is HEAVILY pregnant and I don't want to be 300 miles away if she suddenly goes into labour'.
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