The dental checkup was OK, although he reminded me darkly to keep an eye on the probably-doomed tooth and present myself as soon as it flares up again. Wibble.
Bizzare dream about the brother(I've never met him-) of a friend, being buggered with a tampon outside a chicken coop. He has a head rather like a Slitheen's. The alien doing the abusing looks like Mr Myzpttlk. He yanks the tampon out and holds it up, rather bloody, for the inspection of shocked bystanders, while the friend's brother/Slitheen, whimpers in shame and discomfort. Ew. I'd much prefer a nice straightfoward celeb-shag dream, thanks, Mr Morpheus.
The Scaffolding is finally going up. For about a year. It is a bit of a worry, really. R Next Door, of course, is prostrate.