One sunny morning, two goodgymmers went over to Mrs. N's place to move a television out to the garbage area. David and I arrived to meet the lovely Mrs N who had an enormous TV to move. Mrs N asked me if I spoke any hindi. Doing my Aunt proud (I aged her many years when she tried to teach me hindi), I busted out some 11 year old broken hindi, and we established what needed to be moved. David, who appeared to have walked off some kind of strong man competition, managed to pick up a CRT TV (which I am pretty sure weighed at least a metric tonne) all by himself to take outside. I helped for about 300 metres but largely spent the time talking to Mrs N. We asked her if there was anything else to move, and we discovered a large number of pretty cool old tech including a gaming console which made my little nerdy heart smile,. Mrs N had been through a tough old time, and we really helped her out. David and I left with a smile on our faces.