An intrepid group of runners left Glass Mill a bit earlier than normal for our longest run of the year to Baring Road Allotments which are being converted from rubbish strewn abandoned ground into community allotments. We met Clare and Louise at the task.

We were issued with gloves and wheelbarrows which were skipped down to far end of the site, past sunflowers to collect rubbish, wood and bricks then trundled slowly back with the barrows to split into metals, wood and stone with the rest heading into the skip. We filled around a dozen barrows. It was a lovely task, in a beautiful location with plenty of wildlife (fox cub and loads of parakeets; Lindsay even had time to brush up her archery

Another double pronged attack on Lewisham litter. Adi was in Sydenham and Paul in Deptford. Adi was keeping Mayow Park looking beautiful in the early morning sun, seeing the return of some Egyptian geese.

Paul struggled in Deptford's Brookmill Park. He'd been away for a couple of weeks and it showed! Eight bags for life full were collected and forced into already overfull bins and an abandoned barbecue broken to prevent any use in the tinder dry park. There was a large patch of tipped clothes and rubbish from a suitcase that had to be reported via Love Clean Streets as there was nowhere to put it.

it was course check before Catford parkrun for Paul today which included chucking two logs into the undergrowth, moving a pair of Forest bikes and picking up copious amounts of litter from the lovely Mountsfield Park.

It’s always a mixture of things to do with the delightful Ms L - today’s was a mixture of IT, sorting through some of her Mum’s jewellery related papers and talking about her deteriorating Motor Neurone Disease.

The IT was the most immediately important- her speech software wasn’t working. There was a bug in the last update and deselecting other languages meant that it understood instructions from both of us!

Ms L’s MND is noticeably deteriorating and she is getting increasingly frustrated and depressed by it. She is getting support but finds it helpful to talk over a cuppa. It’s the most important bit of the visit.

The photo is of clogs from Holland which we talked about in mock northern accents.

There was a change in the location for the purchase of chicken and chips for the lovely Ms Y this week. Out with Mr Chippy at Grove Park, in with the best named chip shop - ‘Rock 'n’ Roe.’ There was one small problem the chippy was closed, possibly permanently.

Alas, all was not lost there was a more ‘traditional’, for South London at least, fried chicken shop which was able to fulfil Ms Y’s dining requirements.

The rest of the shop was quite straightforward apart from the self service tills….