Daffodil

I was awake for much of the night, worrying about a trip to my "new" dentist where I had an appointment at 1:30, as I have broken one and possibly two teeth. (Don't ask - they just break - not when I'm eating anything hard, more soft and claggy seems to do it, like a crumble for instance, or cheese (not that I hardly ever eat cheese). Anyway - I might as well have got my sleep as the dental practise telephoned when I was out this morning at a class (two classes actually, back-to-back), to say "The dentist is off sick today. Could you come in on Friday 13th?"  Oh yes - I'd be delighted, especially on Friday 13th!