Where Does Six Months Go?

Can it really be six months since young Eric was last at Active Smile, it only seems like yesterday he came home jubilant that once again he didn't need anything doing, brandishing a free sample of toothpaste and a new roll of dental floss.

   

He'd started with his usual cheeky ten minutes in Claire's very comfortable dental chair, goggles akimbo, to check that nothing was wobbly, chipped or heaven forbid, holey  ........

..... followed by twenty minutes or so upstairs with Jo, his very favouritist hygienist, for a good old scrap and polish, although Jo is oft to remark, that it's really hardly necessary thanks to the little fellas robust and diligent oral practices.

However, despite his innate fascination and curiosity for all the toothy models in the various display cases .......

..... according to the aforesaid Claire and Jo, the chances of Eric ever needing any sort of alignment or implantation are pretty much non existent ......

..... therefore he should remain totally intact, a complete stranger to the appliance of any sort of science to his molars, incisors and biceps.....

...... and on this occasion, the newly installed, ginormous TV, as he's wasn't in either waiting area long enough to take any advantage whatsoever, maybe next time ......

 ..... in another, appointments made, six months time?  We shall see and if he does then rest assured you'll be the very first to know!