Conkers Galore

This afternoon I tool my son to find some conkers. I took a set of drain-cleaning rods to hook them out of the trees. Trouble is, the rods are a bit flexible so I could only get about 15 feet high before they started sagging...
Anyway, after about an hour, we managed the grand total of 8 conkers.

Pearly whites

I had to go to the dentist this morning to have my teeth cleaned. I've not been for a while so he froze one side of my face and then gave me the treatment. Now I'm sitting here with a numb left side of my face, feeling like a stroke victim.
Worst of all is that I can't bottle out of the next session because I now have half a set of nice white teeth.

Today's thoughts

Here I am sitting at an office in Crawley. They call it "City Place" so that the name sounds swish and dynamic but actually it's a large open-plan office on the edge of Gatwick Airport. There's nothing round here except a pub (so guess where I'm going at lunchtime) and a sewage works, so that when the wind blows from the east there's a smell of shit.
The breakfast is nice though...

First thoughts

What do I put ?
Is it just a place for some obscure ramblings or will anyone actually bother to read it ? I doubt if they will (I wouldn't).