I have just had a most annoying compound experience of negativity. I logged on to the outer world to be told there was a total eclipse of the moon. I therefore wandered out to peer at the sky, a uniform shade of eau de nil at 11.3o-ish on a night approaching midsummer.I did not, in consequence, gnash or grind my teeth, but all the same, while I was gazing up at the sky, a bit suddenly fell off one of my back molars — one of the ones which are, at best, a cardboard box full of concrete. Whoopee. and hey ho for my expensive dentist. At least it doesn’t hurt.