I have a lovely thumbstick with a ram's horn "thumb" bit, made by a dear man who made and sold them for prostate cancer research. He succumbed recently to this awful disease.
I use my stick daily and find it useful for more than just helping me up the steep bits of field, it's an extra arm when herding sheep, a back scratcher for pigs, a dreadful warning for naughty whippets and children

and an extra length of arm for reaching things.
If only "her next door" would shriek and screech at me on the road instead of from the safety of her bedroom window it might even turn into an offensive weapon
