John McDonald, DDS

Ever since I can remember, I have not had the ‘fear’ of my dentist. Ok, yes, when I was younger I used to kick up a right fuss about it, then when I got older, I realised that a visit to the dentist usually included either a) shopping, b) half a day off school or c) both of the above. Yes, that’s right, we used to travel an hour in the car, just to go to the dentist (our local dentist was just not up to scratch!).
I know that a lot of people despise their dentists — I can understand why — but Dr McDonald always does his best to put you at ease, and his dental nurses are lovely ladies who seem to remember who you are, what you’ve been doing, and actually have an interest in you. Dr McDonald himself is a jolly fellow — seriously, kids love him! He’s a bit like a dark-​haired Santa (if Santa was a dentist, of course).
I still visit Dr McDonald, and probably will do until he retires. He’s fantastic.