I will condense this post, just in case it escapes.
Cutting a long tale short, the only thing that scared me more than the dentilologist was when I had to face up to a extremely aggressive Ayrshire Bull while working on a farm in Northumberland, he must have been in stealth mode as I
completely missed him ,only when he was about 10 Yards away and I could here him
snorting did he get my full attention . My saviours that day were two USAF F15 EAGLES ,the farm was on the low level route into Scotland and also the Spadeadam
Range in Cumbria and these guys were wasting no time.
They blasted overhead at about 100ft and this turned MR Nasty into a quivering
wreck he ran in one direction as I went in the opposite,clearing a five bar gate with ease and sitting on a bale of hay trying to get myself together.
" Ah tried t warn yu bt Yu were too far , any road, its bist t larn t hard way int it" ,It was old tommy a retired neighbor , "He lies int hollo yonder int waits for unwary folks lk yersel", he said it with a knowing grin.
I am still scared of the Dentestructor, I don't suppose I will lose it now.