We must not sit around contemplating anything

I did it on some of those low - but deep - steps you get in old places. It was the Forum in Rome actually. The air turned blue with some choice anglo-saxon phrases that Julius Caesar would have been proud of.

Even the poor old beggar lady managed to get head up from her knees to see what the hell was going on!

I do sympathise; I sprained mine very badly years ago when I fell down the stairs and had to sit for hours amongst the drunks on Christmas Day in A&E waiting for an X-ray. Quite a revelation and just as well I had had a couple of glasses of myself to soften the blow.

and alternate hot and cold compresses.