A little less dystopian future than the 1953 novel (yes, I have been down a Wikipedia rabbit hole), our task this evening took us to a very peaceful garden for a spot of weeding.

The triffids had taken over the paving, so we removed these and some other weeds between the slabs. We even had time to clear some of the stoned area, including moving a very stubborn fuschia from amongst the rocks to a much more comfortable pot.

A lovely rainbow made a brief appearance at the end of our session which felt like a little bit of a reward for a very damp task.

.... to my litter-picker!

It was a very high tide at Tipner this morning, but that's a bonus on a beach clean - less beach! It meant Lisa, Andy and I could make a visible difference and remove the obvious pieces of coloured plastic and the nylon fishing line.

Lisa dragged the dumped gaming chair to the nearest bin, so that hopefully it'll get collected.

45 minutes later, two sacks of litter collected, and then on with our Sunday plans.

In a late change to our task we set about giving the Gibson Centre a good scrub down.

The cages were taken off the radiators, many spiders were relocated and the water was dirty in minutes. We schwooped with brooms, swished with dusters and Abby fixed the Scouts sign and hung it back up with pride. No clothing was found this time round, however the discovery of a discarded toenail more than made up for that 🤢

We made use of the echo in the hall to rendition some Sound of Music classics and took a turn at yodelling.

With thanks to Katie for giving us a list of tasks we happily crossed them off. Jazzing it up with some added French 🇫🇷 and pizza 🍕 drawings to make it look more fun! And we even found a new trophy to use for GG fun times, comment with some ideas as to what you think the award should be for. I think the first congrats is to Wilson on good deed #400!!!

Discussions around Katie trip to Oz and the recent Victorious festival filled our time and we were soon flashing the board, and then cleaning it! 😜

Myself and Dave spent a sunny Thursday afternoon at Mr B's, helping to trim back some of the overgrown plants near the shed.

The entire bed was entangled in a giant snake-like thorny plant, which we (very) slowly removed to help the owners to enjoy their garden. At one point, in true Indiana Jones fashion, I accidentally knocked a small boulder-like rock from the top of the mound which I managed to watch roll down the soil and straight onto Daves foot! Sorry Dave!