Hello readers! New Dad is "too ill" to write his journal today, so I'm doing it for him!
He apparently has "toothache" but he is being such a baby about it. We anteaters don't actually have teeth, but my mum, Mrs Vermilingua, knows many sovereign cures for toothache which she has passed down to me.
For example, a mouthful of live Fire Ants is guaranteed to distract anyone from the pain of toothache. I happen to have some live Fire Ants, but will New Dad try this traditional family remedy? No he will not!
Instead, he goes whining to the dentist's receptionist… who told him to come back the next day.
I wouldn't have New Dad treated like that, so I phoned the receptionist myself and gave her a piece of my mind. New Dad was soon in with the dentist being given two kinds of Antibiotics. Judging by the name, ANTibiotics, I'll bet this is just some fancy medicine made out of Fire Ants…
New Dad was a real baby at the dentists, but to cheer him up I did give him one of my "I've Been Brave at the Dentist" stickers.
Wilson Vermilingua OBE
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