Help - it's an emergency!

Yesterday afternoon I started with really painful toothache - so painful that the two paracetamols taken before Hamlet (more of that later) started didn't touch the sides.  When I got home I took two co-codamol tablets but, again, they did not help and I ended up sleeping in a chair - it was just too painful to lie down.  Consequently my first phone call this morning was to the dentists - with a very pitiful cry of help.  I can't face going away next week in this much pain.  Fortunately he can see me tomorrow morning so let's hope that he can sort it.

Today was full holiday mode - my hair has been cut and coloured, clothes have been washed and ironed and the suitcase is seeing the light!  I have also taken the cutting table down and moved it into the lounge so the craft room is nearly empty - I have to say its a decent sized room when its empty!

Back to Hamlet though.  Now you must understand that I love Shakespeare and recently enjoyed Benedict Cumberbatch's version.  I found it very easy to follow and a brilliant study into the descent into madness.  Whilst the actor playing Hamlet last night, Paapa Essiedu , was brilliant the director had turned Denmark into a Ghanian version of itself, with beating drums (lots of them) and everything seemed to be in the wrong order.  I understand that my toothache would not make me disposed to much - but, at the interval, I looked at Wendy, who looked back - and then we left and didn't come back for the second half.  Ah well - at least we tried!