Head to a hypothetical supermarket, I said, here's a hypothetical blank cheque, I said, what would your mind and stomach desire, I said...

And we had caviar, and champagne, and wines from across the globe, and sweet delicacies of the wonderful variety. Our friendly group, huddled against the cold and wet of last Wednesday's evening, filled our imagined table with life's finer things.

A fantasy banquet, fit - you could say - for GoodGym royalty.

Until I went for a Creme Egg. As well as Steve. Artisan delights please, plus 2 creme eggs...

Anyway, onto our evening!

Which was cold and damp, but at least we didn't cramp.

I am sorry, folks.

About that last bit. That last bit of that sentence above. What am I like! Completely and utterly unnecessary! Lured by the rhyme, which had a nice chime, a true writing crime, send me down for time!!

Okay, stop this, Alex!! Just write the darned report!!

Wednesday. Wednesday. Wednesday.

Which was still very much a Winter Wednesday. Not that it dampened this lovely group of altruists. Metaphorically, of course. Because it absolutely dampened us literally. Soaking, we said!! Oh yes, that was it!! I remember saying look at how soaking and freezing we are, folks, and just think about how warm we'd be if we'd decided to stay inside, but aren't we still having fun, folks, being out in this freezing drizzle!!

Just get on with it, Alex!!

Okay, so after our imaginary dinner and royalty-themed warm up, we took a little moving respite from the cold by jumping under the river via the foot tunnel, emerging into Island Gardens with bags and gloves a-ready for a little community sprucing.

Which is what we did, with smiles and stories and whilst collectively shooting the breeze. A few years back, Millwall Park in the Gardens was haven to a few too many packets and bottles and left-behind waste. But last Wednesday, we were pleasantly surprised. We picked and whilst we certainly greened the area, we had to search a little harder than previously. Which was a welcome surprise as we filled our bags a little less than we'd thought we'd need to.

And then it was bags in bins, back through the tunnel, and off to the pub for our monthly social evening.

Top work, everyone. You turned our community cleaner and a Winter evening much brighter. Here's to next time :)