T'was a Sunday morning and while most people were nursing the effects of a big weekend at home, I was doing a 10k run (seemed like a good idea at the time) deep into Goodgym Newham territory to join forces with Helen. Our mission was to help Ms G dig out some overgrown weeds from her garden, however when we got there it was hard to see the weed for the trees. No matter, Ms G said it could all go, as she was unable to look after them. A couple of hours and 8 large bags later, we were all done. Happy that Ms G would be able to sit in her garden without getting annoyed anymore, we made our way, in my case, slowly, back home.