Diarium (Noo Yoik ) Part 1 "Running Uphill"
"Should we start the packing?" enquires Vonnie Dooley Monday Jan 13th A mere handful of hours after this photo was taken I collapsed at the back door at misty midnight. It is 24 hours before I fly to America for the first time in my life. According to my diary I woke at 7, dined on a banana then rocked up to a dentist to have my teeth boxed off before I stunned the craythurs in the front row. My smile has been disfigured for years from the slap of a bottle that chipped a front tooth, not to mention staining from smoking and caffeine. Amrish is a stunning man with sparkling gnashers and a heart of gold who came in on his day off to check the state of play and how much the teeth have lifted with bleaching. A lot actually, although he wasn't lying about the sensitivity. He took a mould of my mouth on Day 1 and then presented me with the plaster version of my own teeth as an aide de memoir, a keep ...