Let the chips fall where they may I hear them say. At the end of the day we made our way

To Totterdown to dig a hole That was the goal

No hole to dig It was already quite big

Chipping was laid Water was sprayed

Trees in the ground That’s where they’re found

Soil was shifted Our spirits lifted

Brambles trimmed on the bank, what rhymes with bank? I've drawn a blank...

The task was done That was fun 🙂