Mid-winter brings the cream of my airgun hunting year, with leaf-free branches letting me see my favourite quarry - the rascally grey squirrel. I look forward to this time of year all through the summer and autumn, so when the season finally arrives I can’t wait to get out onto my permissions.
So imagine my mood when a slight niggle in my left knee evolved into a sharp pain that was only getting worse. Eventually it was hurting so much that walking the dogs became too much, and Mrs Phill was sent alone out into the winter chill to give the poochies their much-needed exercise. The dogs were happy: Mrs Phill not so much…
GETTING BACK TO THE ACTION
Anyway, several physiotherapy sessions later, a damaged tendon was diagnosed and lots of exercises and anti-inflammatory cream followed by ice packs were prescribed as the answer to the pain. So
