I've joined the toothless club, just like my kids. In fact, I'm jostling for number one position.
Last week during my annual leave, I decided to take a vacation in the dentist chair and get a troublesome tooth taken out.
Of course, said tooth was completely behaving itself at the time but it had cost me a small fortune over the last 10 years and wasn't going to last. So this is how I found myself getting my first ever tooth extraction.
I, like most people, was a bag of nerves the night before but managed to celebrate my tooth while I still had it with a lovely juicy steak.
I knew it was the last time I would be eating anything like that for a while! The next morning I dutifully sat in the dentist chair with sweaty palms, and readied myself to say goodbye to a dear friend.