Handbags   (The sad, the bad and the ugly. Non-productive stuff here.)

I once broke three ribs in a fall from a ladder. Whilst off work, and feeling it was not advisable to drive, I had to negotiate a steep hill to get from home to the shops.

I quickly discovered that I could only ascend said hill by walking backwards.

Found I was having to explain myself to all and sundry, who finding someone walking backwards seemed to leap to the assumption, "We've caught a looney"! A very disturbing experience.