Despite the wet start to the day 8 of us met at the Tiny Forest. Once allocated our tasks we swiftly set to work. Old plastic tree guard debris was litter picked then hole digging and poling began. The secret mulch stash was acquired by our brave & fearless party venturing deep into the wild wood, Mitch left a trail of mulch crumbs to save him & his crew from the witch & the gingerbread house deep in the woods...

There was plenty of shovelling & barrowing action to transport the mulch to the Tiny Forest. Once there it was hauled & spread amongst the tiny trees. It should suppress the pesky weeds and keep the roots happy, whilst jam tarts kept us happy - thankyou Rich.