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No, it's not the new Oasis album, just more of the delights of pregnancy.

I have suffered really badly with my teeth in the last few months and I finally got over my 6 year dentist avoidance maneuver and went to have a checkup. Despite telling me that he liked nervous patients because they were easier to control (say WHAT?!?!?) the guy behind the mask wasn't too bad. He prodded and poked for a while and then declared all I needed was a course of medicated mouthwash and a clean. HUZZAH!! Unfortunately the mouthwash is actually a legalised form of torture as it works its way into all the exposed and sensitive little crevices of my mouth, but it will be in a good cause if it means I don't have to see the man again after next week.

The facial tic doesn't look like it going to be easier to get rid of, and is very, very annoying. I bet none of you would ever even notice it was there, but I can feel my left eye trembling and trembling, and trembling until I want to scream, or smack myself in the face, or possibly a combination of the two.

Ooh, in other exciting news, I think I had my Quickening this week. I'm not 100% sure but if I had to put my money on it, I would have said I had. Can I just say how much I love that word, quickening, it's such a fantastically archaic and evocative word. More to the point, and I don't know why I thought of this, it means that tradition now has it that I cannot be hanged in this country. Not that I was planning on being executed any time soon, but it's always useful to know these things.

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