When I said “al dente”…

I didn’t mean a root canal two days before we fly out.

Right about now I’m supposed to be basking in the glow of excitement. Getting my leg tan on, doing a last-minute packing check and whipping the girls into a pre-travel frenzy.

Instead, my face has ballooned out, Jocelyn Wildenstein-style, because of an infected cracked tooth…and because of the resulting emergency root canal today. I’m hoping the antibiotics, ice packs and Voltaren will be kind to me over the next few days.

I WAS planning on giving Posh Spice a run for her money in the style stakes at the airport. Think I’ll channel Sporty instead.

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