Reminds me of 'Cloot', a deodorant made entirely out of herbs n spices found only on a Caithness midden, the juices are 'tramped' oot o them by bare feeted wimmin whilst singing the traditional tramping song,,,,,,,"Hurry on, Hurry on, these nettles are killing me"
"When yir going oot, lash on the Cloot"
Did you see my message re. Quell?
Yes, but promptly forgot about it
Wife has no idea what happened to the torture device
I'll look into your suggestion. I'm having right agony in my foot and lower leg/ankle.
I can't be sure what exactly happened to my foot, but think the fact it was pushed back against my shin (which is where the bones displaced at my ankle) the small tendons and membranes got ripped, torn, stretched and generally fucked up. Anyhoo, it aches like toothache some days, that nagging always full on just enough to be in the way, but not so much you can't actually use it fashion
My shoulder is getting worse and worse to the extent it even hurts when I steer So basically, the whole left side is ruined
Still, I get to swim with the grannies tomorrow Then my sis & bro in law popping up for a visit. She needs her car window put back on the runner. It's a Suzuki something or other I think. So I'll pop it in the glove box and take it to my mate