Three there were to battle the Northern Slopes. The jobs today were to do some scything to help combat fly tipping, the now traditional litter pick and clearing a wildlife path of overgrowing plants. The weather was surprisingly sunny and it’s always a pleasure to help out here.

I only took one picture so you’ll have to take my word for it but the Northern Slopes were looking pretty dope at the end (don’t think I’ve every used that phrase before but the title is a play on it so I had to use it).

Until next time…