Richard and I returned to visit Mr M in Redland to continue our quest to get his garden in order.

Given the hot weather since our last visit, we all agreed that cutting the grass could wait a few more weeks and so Mr M’s priority today was clearing the space in the backyard in and around his greenhouse which was overgrown with brambles, weeds and bindweed.

Richard got shearing whilst I got secateuring and bit by bit we could see our progress.

A lovely cup of tea with almond slices together with a chat with Mr M about his latest band performances and the Hundred cricket competition, gave us renewed energy to finish the job and Mr M was clearly delighted with our efforts.

A great way to spend a Sunday afternoon 👍😊

A short session for some of us today, due to the last of the hot weather. Kudos to Dushyant for arriving early and getting stuck in right away.

The task was to clear pathways around the orchard trees to facilitate access and in preparation for fruit picking later in the year. Following that, there was time to clear pathways up to the rabbit field - and to sample some of the early blackberries.

We finished with some locally sourced apple juice - as is the Manor Woods custom.

Prior to the start of the task Jason passed by the piglets who ran towards him and squealed. Only recorded a video so can't upload here.

Caroline, Helen and Jason spent 40 minutes chatting and putting stones back in the play pit.

A warm walk, a good weed of Jerusalem Sage, dill-looking Mare's Tail, Dock and dying Sticky Bud plus some skilled shaping of berberis and then back to Workout in time for the kick off with surround sound (delayed feed) TV coverage preempted by the crowds watching outside at The Apple.

And bumping in to Richard G for a chat - all lovely.

It was full-on Bristol after a weekend of Harbour Festival loveliness to see hot air balloons back in the sky with the International Balloon Fiesta a few weekends away (and a cancellation of Ashton Court parkrun - you've been warned!). The general GoodGym rule of "see balloon, must point" was well-practised by the group of 5 walkers and 7 runners who'd joined forces to help clear some Southville Ward streets of weeds and save them from Bristol Waste's glyphosate.

Roddy found us by searching for the red t-shirts, Frances caught us up by searching for the right red t-shirts (there's no pulling the wool over Frances' eyes) and we all found the wheelbarrow of tools and made a plan after only five or so minutes chatting.

We were soon tacking the weeds on Murray Street, off Catherine Mead Street (not necessarily names after this Catherine Mead, but she's in the Academy of Cheese so deserves the name-check), Cameron making great in-roads beyond the parked car and Tom (named after the first King of Croatia, obviously) was a pro with the long-handled weeder-knife-thing, putting Vaguely Northern Darren's short-handled weeder-knife-thing to shame. Roddy was great at scooping up the piles of weeds and dusty dirt pulled out and swept up by the assembled mass of GoodGymmers.

Despite what the photos might suggest, Richards B and G worked really hard, too and Caroline, Jason and Helen seemed to have a race to fill the bin bags as quickly as possible so we soon ran out of official bin bag space and resorted to domestic bags.

All the bags were moved to the normal Bristol Waste pick-up spot, where we took credit for a number of green bags already there, Bristol waster will be thoroughly confused as we'd used clear (recycling) bags for the green waster and some of the green (non-recyclables) bags were blatantly full of drinks cans and bottles. Such a dilemma!

A great, if once again slightly warm, evening, finishing with a drink by the harbour at Workout where Caroline had a HUGE jug of oat milk with her pot of tea, we established everyone's birth month except Frances who protects her privacy with aplomb, and wished Ed well on his adventures to the Commonwealth Games in Glasgow for his wardrobe-enhancing volunteering stint (and he's no longer on the naughty step, if anyone's asking).

See you all next week?

A bit of a warm one (something of a habit this year) meant, once again, everyone joined the walking group across the city to Brunswick Cemetery for the removal (destruction) of the beautiful Jerusalem Sage and Acanthus Mollis before they spread their seeds and take over even ore of the gardens - anything that's described as a "vigorous" plant and, in this case, also "robust" make for good planting and robust, vigorous GoodGym-style weeding!

i don't think we've ever had a pile of green waste that's taller than our GoodGymmers, but we have now! We know we'll have a short-lived feeling of being in more control of the wildness in the Cemetery for a couple of weeks after all that effort, and rewarded ourselves with the July edition of GoodGym Eats at Rudy's ridiculously speedy pizza place - great food, lovely cocktail-style soft drinks with slightly furry fruit plus the usual, weird, GG Bristol chat. With air con. Perfect.