Tooth decay

The summer has not been kind to sTony. His crowning glory, his horrific and scary rictus, has become a little discoloured by the weather. 

Wilson has gone into meltdown with concern that his teeth might need to be extracted. I tried to calm him down, suggesting that he brush sTony's teeth with Smokers' Whitening Toothpaste, but W would have none of that. He's phoned the dentist and demanded an emergency appointment.