Now, I'm going to let you all into a secret.....
I have 5 false teeth on a nice titanium plate that weighs virtually nothing and fits like a glove.
I'm 68, so I'm not ashamed of having them, everything else is wearing out so why not the teeth.
Anyway, I often take them out during the evening and put them SOMEWHERE SAFE.
But it's not unknown for me to not be able to find them in the morning because I have forgotten the safe place. lol
Last night was much the same, but come this morning I couldn't find them anywhere.
We searched literally high and low, under all the furniture moving sofa's etc, NO TEETH.
I had resigned myself to the fact that I would have to get some more, not a good thought as the last time I enquired they were in the region of £800.
About mid day, Tom took some rubbish to the tip and on his way through the back gate he spied something silver glinting at him in the sunshine....Yes, you 've guessed, it was my teeth, in the back garden.
I can guess who the culprit was, Rowan...she is the one who likes to play and would carry something about.
I'd love to have seen her with them in her mouth carrying them out of the cat flap, what a photo that would have made.