In every school around New Zealand there was a building the kids referred to as the "torture house".
I miss the scary mistress of things dental with her toothy smile and antiseptic smell. I'm old enough to remember when dental nurses dressed like nuns and exuded a similar moral virtue.
Dental cleanliness if not next to godliness was definitely evidence of goodliness. I would vote for almost any political party that would bring back healthy unhappiness in the form of dental nurses to all those abandoned little whares around Northland schools.
To the same extent that I love dental nurses, I loathe the inventor of those blue lollipops that every kid in low decile schools seems to have permanently attached to their faces. What in God's name in nature is that colour? Not blueberries. Not even deadly nightshade. Definitely not anything that is not toxic.
I swear that kids' teeth in the poorest areas in New Zealand are permanently blue and that the manufacturer or the supplier of said blue lollipops better be saving hard to pay for the lawsuits coming their way when people wake up and discover that blue lollipops are the new tobacco.