Feck me it's like watching Waiting for God reading all these posts from you old bastards. Read the title and thought Eire's on the wind up. Read the OP and thought I hope Cheapy doesn't list all of his ailments, someone will suggest a gun as the cure
Chippy can lay his hands on a gun if things continue to go down hill... He can also get hold of one if you keep dishing it out.
Must have the sense of smell of a bloodhound too. How the feck is he going to find me if not? Won't be from hearing or seeing me that's for sure
Marcos, erm ..... erm..... erm. How can I put this gently ..... Hmmmm..... Ok, here goes ..... we don't actually need the sense of smell of a bloodhound to find you. You just need to be a bit north of Doncaster. There, I've said it!
I always find a bottle of single malt does the trick. Not so much the whisky but the shock you get when you pay for it. Stiffens you right up.
You stink of southerner so even a dog with no nose could sniff you out my lil secret chelscum supporting buddy.
Back to the op, Pain in your leg comes from your lower back, Do some google research,i had it once cured myself via dr google,basic posture and some stretching did it,feckin painful it can be. 2follow Shakos advice,Beer the cause of and soloution to,all lifes little problems. H.Simson.