When I got back from Kings Cross this evening, I noticed that all the stuff the dentist had used to build it up again has gone... bother!
Tooth now very sensitive. It hurts to drink tea! This must be one of the most bizarre forms of torture someone could have thought up for me...
Going up to Penrith at the end of the week. I'm still registered with my old dentist up there, so I'm hoping to be able to get an appointment with him to get it sorted (probably a lot cheaper than getting it done in London). Must find myself a dentist down here at some point really, but I never get motivated to do so as whenever I go to the Dentist he only tells me to come back for another check up in a year, so tend to still go in Penrith.
In the meantime, guess it's just got to be cold tea drank slowly :-(