Toothache.

It looks like we are in for more wet weather. Not the best when Vytas and Sally are coming for the weekend. I'd been looking forward to taking them up into Snowdonia but I'm not sure about going up steep and narrow wet paths in the mountains.

There was enough of a break between showers in the morning for me to walk to the pharmacy to collect my prescription and it was sunny for most of the afternoon but there is no doubt that the clouds are looming. Oh well.

This morning I set up the guest bed in my study. It's not too hard to put up but things have to be moved round so that I can pull out the trundle bed and make the beds. I keep the guest bedding in a plastic storage tub but when I took out the white duvet cover which had been ironed and put away spotless it had brown stains down some of the folds. I can't imagine what had caused that unless it was something on the inside of the plastic tub. Luckily I have several brand new sets which I bought because they were 70% off but the stain is a mystery.

Conveniently the riding lesson had been moved to the afternoon as the Pony Club children had had a sleepover in the stables (not actually with the ponies). I rode Hazel again. I saw from the list that I had been put down for Meg who had then been crossed out and Hazel written in with a question mark. Hazel was her usual scatty self. She spooked straight away when she heard my foot on the plastic mounting block. It was a good thing I hung onto her reins as she managed to knock Iola over at the same time. I wisely avoided the scary corner while we were warming up by doing more transitions across the centre of the school and circles when I could fit them in.

Apart from another small spook at the smallest of noises from the other side of the wall Hazel was fairly okay. When it came to practising coming to a halt she did really well. Not so much because my aids were spot on but I think more because she responds well to voice aids. I only had to say 'Stand' almost under my breath and she would come to a halt and then would trot away when I asked her to. It's getting more energy out of her that I struggle with, my legs just aren't strong enough but a little flick with the end of the schooling whip generally does the trick. 

It was a bit disconcerting having the lesson later in the day but I carried on as usual doing the supermarket and town shopping before arriving home in time for a shower and then a lovely cup of tea.

I came home to find that Pete was not a happy bunny. He thinks he broke a tooth or dislodged a filling a day ago and had toothache all night long. I know it's bad because he phoned for an emergency NHS dental appointment. He is utterly phobic about the dentist and will only see one when he really has to. He's now waiting for a call back, within 24 hours they said but who knows? He can't eat so would not be able to enjoy the Chinese takeaway we planned to have tomorrow. He says it's better now he's put some gel on it but he's sure the tooth needs to come out. I've fished out my bottle of Oil of Cloves if he gets desperate.

We're still waiting to hear from Vytas and Sally who will be driving up after work. It can take them over four hours so I don't expect to see them until later.