Now, it’s well-established relationship advice to find someone who looks at you the way that…

…Jonny looks at Baby in Dirty Dancing …Terry looks at Sheila in Detectorists …Tom looks at a Kitkat Chunky in a Glyndon Centre vending machine.

Julian obviously noticed this (perhaps remembering how I lamented it in my last Goodgym report - https://www.goodgym.org/reports/had-a-break-didn-t-have-a-kitkat) and being the lovely, adorable man he is, bought the Kitkat Chunky for me, which we shared out with everyone at the end. So may I start with a thank you.

So on a slightly wet and drizzly Wednesday night, we headed to one of our favourite haunts, the Glyndon Centre, to do various jobs. Big welcome back to Neil, first of all!

On arrival, we split into groups to do indoor and outdoor tidying. I can only speak for the outdoor brigade - conversation ranged from philosophical discussions of what made a weed a weed, to whether a spade and a shovel were two different things. And if so, which one we were holding. Anything to take our mind off the rain.

Coming inside, we were trusted with the Holy Grail of the Glyndon Centre task list. Yes, we were finally let loose on the lesser spotted, incredibly precious, blue wall. Yes, the blue wall, people. It had evaded us no longer. Armed with a pot of silver paint, and black paint for the skirting boards, we… almost completed the job! Another bit of ancient advice, this time from world of showbizness, is always leave them wanting more. We definitely have unfinished business with the wall. We will be back.

No wall or paint puns were harmed in the writing of this report, as I basically used all of them last time we painted at Glyndon. https://www.goodgym.org/reports/wall-to-wall-coverage