Confined to barracks

My sciatica was "undiagnosed" for insurance purposes as we left for NZ and although it was a pain in the proverbial and gradually worsened while we were away we were determined that we would enjoy every minute despite me not being able to walk more than about 50 yards at one point.  However on our return journey Mr T developed very similar problems and now we look like a couple from the "Ministry of Silly Walks" and have tried to rest up a bit today.  So, it was a slow stagger down the garden to see what we could find!