Do Tuesday nights get any better than this? What a treat for George's first good deed!

A bit of running and walking, a lot of chatting and much barrowing of manure and weeding - all in glorious sunshine and great company, including pigs, goats and chickens.

Lots of puns about the cost of inflation (of the tyres) and the rising cost of barrowing, and the disappointment that the downhill wheelbarrow sprint wasn't long enough to qualify as a strava segment. The only sadness of a beautiful night where those who weren't running back downhill stayed to help with the final (?) few barrows of manure down to the farm.