You have to hand to the Friends of Sydney Gardens, they like to rotate us around a variety of jobs when we visit, just in case we get bored or something. Recently, we've been weeding, clearing away earth (I think we down to the 1960s now - in joke) and trying to blend GoodGym red with Jane Austen bonnets and Empire Line Dressed (totally failed that one btw).

But today it was sand, as there is a rather rapid churn of the stuff as a consequence of the trampling feet of a thousand pesky kids. We've done this before, and as I have frequently pointed out, the distance from the place the sand has been delivered is a about as far away from where it needs to go as possible, yet still be in the park.

Nay bother, although logically it means we can deliver less trips, but we made about ten trips I'm guessing. Enough to replenish about a quarter of the sand pit, but no more. GoodGym stalwarts Aaron, Nev and Meyrick rolled up their sleeves for what is always hot work.

I know what we'll be doing when we return to Sydney Gardens on the 23rd.