It’s been a while since we heard from Mr Gill, I hope he’s keeping well and the same sentiment for the lovely Mrs Gill.
I have a tale of woe…beware of toffees 
don’t laugh, I’m serious. So there I am, resting after a hectic day of social engagements (I’d been down to the garage for a pot of tea wi’ t’lads), gently eating a Werthers Original toffee but it had a hard bit in it. On closer examination I made the startling discovery that the hard bit was part of my tooth. 
I’ve had to give the rest of the packet to Mrs GOM, she refused to reimburse me with the cost 
So, off to the dentist.
£62 later he’d repaired the tooth (it gets better does this tale)
Yesterday a follow up appointment and THE BUTCHER (the sign says he’s a dental surgeon)…he pulled the bloody tooth out and the cheeky scrote said “stay off alcohol for a few days”
So now I’m down £62, one packet of toffees, one tooth, and no pint.
BEWARE OF TOFFEES