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Date: 26 May 2015 Category:

Book a Dentist Check Up

Visit the dentist and smile!

Many people are not happy with their smile and too afraid to do anything about it. We carried out a survey of 300 shoppers outside our dental practices in Sainsbury’s. Over 50% hadn’t visited the dentist in the last year. When asked why, over a quarter said it was down to fear. And yet evidence shows that those who visit the dentist regularly, significantly reduce the occurrence of dental decay…allowing them to smile with confidence!

With modern dentistry there’s no need to fear! At Centre for Dentistry our kind and gentle dentists will always work with you to address any worries you may have and make you feel at ease. You are in control!

As it’s National Smile Month, we thought we’d try to make you smile with this light hearted insight from Pam Ayres. We look forward to seeing you in the Practice!

Oh, I wish I’d looked after me teeth, And spotted the dangers beneath All the toffees I chewed, And the sweet sticky food. Oh, I wish I’d looked after me teeth.

I wish I’d been that much more willin’ When I had more tooth there than fillin’ To give up gobstoppers, From respect to me choppers, And to buy something else with me shillin’.

When I think of the lollies I licked And the liquorice allsorts I picked, Sherbet dabs, big and little, All that hard peanut brittle, My conscience gets horribly pricked.

My mother, she told me no end, ‘If you got a tooth, you got a friend.’ I was young then, and careless, My toothbrush was hairless, I never had much time to spend.

Oh I showed them the toothpaste all right, I flashed it about late at night, But up-and-down brushin’ And pokin’ and fussin’ Didn’t seem worth the time – I could bite!

If I’d known I was paving the way To cavities, caps and decay, The murder of fillin’s, Injections and drillin’s, I’d have thrown all me sherbet away.

So I lie in the old dentist’s chair, And I gaze up his nose in despair, And his drill it do whine In these molars of mine. ‘Two amalgam,’ he’ll say, ‘for in there.’

How I laughed at my mother’s false teeth, As they foamed in the waters beneath. But now comes the reckonin’ It’s me they are beckonin’ Oh, I wish I’d looked after me teeth.

Taken from the The Works: The Classic Collection 2008.

Thank you Pam.

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