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So we arrived.
Rampage met us at the airport, although it did take us a little while to work out it was him after much staring at various people and saying to ourselves "I do hope it's not him!" Thankfully none of them were and we were pleasantly surprised when a lovely bloke turned up and we got aquainted.
After enjoy toast and chocolate spread for breakfast we went off to watch Rampers play football.
Rampers is in the green... and on it!... I have a feeling he may become "A Man for Monday!"
Once the footie had finished we headed orf for a beer or two.
And we're now at Rampage's place... I'm a little bit pissed... and it's only 2.30pm and we've got lots of drinking to do...
Upon return to Ireland I will have no liver.
So here we are sat at Dublin airport.
Two hours before we're due to take off. We've got an over-priced under-flavoured coffee to keep us company and we're in the arse end of the airport which is currently a load of glued together portakabins while they continue to rebuild the all new bright and glowey airport!
I thank the Gods of flight that we've got priority check-in but it'll be sods law that so has every other fucker!
I'm tired. I'm cranky. Coffee isn't working. There is no smoking area, which is hugely unfair, and all I want to do is sleep!
Rampage will be sorry he agreed to meet us at the airport when he views the state I'm in... which will just get worse as we endure the two hours with the staff (I use that word lightly) of Ryanair!
Give me back my private jet you bastard! Damn the establishment and damn the tax man for taking all my money... and my private jet!
Ta ta for now everyone! See you in Berlin... as my grandfather said as they pushed him out of his B-19 troop carrier in 1941.
Right, a quick update...
Dentist as okay. Better than expected although I did get a little worked and got out the chair with a mouthful of cotton wool and think about walking out there and then. I nearly bit her fingers off at one point!
Anyhoo... off to Berlin in a few hours... well no, off to the Duggan's for Rhubarb Crumble and custard and then off to Dublin and then off to Berlin until Thursday.
Will try and find an internet cafe or summat to keep you informed.
Until then tchüs.
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So some of you may remember a few months ago I blogged about how half a tooth had fallen out.
Well last week the pain became stupid but I managed to get over it.
My fear of dentists and all things toothy means I haven't done anything about it.
This morning the pain has made me throw up.
So I took a brave step and headed to the dentist. I have an appointment at 2pm.
I am fucking petrified. And I mean it quite literally. I cannot stop shaking. I'm on the verge of tears. The pain is excruciating and I just want to curl up in bed and call my mother.
I've never made a dentist appointment on my own and never been to see one on my own.
Today I will... I hope!
Now, if you'll excuse me I still have some vomit to bring up and need to take quite a number of different tablets just to get me out the door.
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