The visit to the dentist was dreaded - a large filling needed re-doing, and the choice was either a (definitely) distressing injection or a potentially distressing drilling without injection. In the end, the non-anaesthetised drilling was completely smooth and stress-free, and there had been far more suffering in the prospect than in the actuality. Another lesson in living in the present moment rather than the past or future.
More annoying has been the regular visitations from the ice-cream vans. One plays "The sun has got his hat on", and seems to do the more distant streets all round, so that when sitting in the garden you are subjected to the 'tune' over and over from different directions and at varying volume.
The other one plays the theme from Blue Peter, and plays it until somebody comes out and buys an ice-cream.
And I'm not too sure about the name - or am I just getting old?