A traumatic day for Basil. Early to the vets to have 20 teeth out, mostly at the front where they were loose. Some had holes, some were bad. Being a dog, Basil has mostly brushed off the experience now he's back at home resting in his armchair wearing his Scottish jumper.
I went to Tai Chi and then to the coffee shop overlooking the swimming pool. Some 40 middle aged ladies were cavorting to music following the guidance of the trainer at the edge of the pool. I've enrolled for next week.