Challenge yourself, a photo a day Find out more   Thursday 1
April 2010: the doctor away and the dentist in pay  It felt
slightly like the back end of a sunny afternoon all day today,
strange for the first day of the month when it's usually
slightly more fraught. I even made it out to trundle about at
lunchtime.  It's been a few years since my first emergent third
molar (right mandibular) popped up and was swiftly hoicked
painlessly out by my dentist using an implement differing only
slightly (and then only cosmetically) from the similar grabbing-
and-levering devices on the shelves of the Museum of Dentistry
adjacent to the Museum of Surgery behind the Royal College of
Surgeons. A year or so ago it felt like the other side was
joining in but after a couple of days the discomfort disappeared
as swiftly as it had come and a quick X-ray indicated that it
wasn't much further on than it had been in the last X-ray from
the time when the other one was removed and that I should expect
the odd twinge every now and the