To make Monday lunch more exciting, I thought a midday mission will do.

I was welcomed by Ms.B's Husband who is an 85-year-old gentleman who is struggling with back pain in recent days. The task was to clear the garden as foxes keep on coming. They wanted to remove all the bindweeds more like bind trees at this point across the fence. But I had to deal with the 8-foot brambles before reaching the weeds at the back. After a bit of ah, ooh, ouch, ssss's I managed to reach the wall. After cutting down a few branches, I realized that the shear won't cut it.

I went for an upgrade, a brand new handy pruning saw. Then I started sawing everything that I can see on sight. After 60 minutes of non-stop chopping, I was fully covered in tree dust. The black T-shirt is changing into a white T-shirt.

Ms.B's husband, then asked me if I needed a glass of water. I nodded. But I got a cold Rubicon mango juice instead. It was lovely for the weather. After 5 minute break. I went back to the business of chopping and sawing.

There was no bagging done today as Ms.B just wanted to clear the fence for now. When I was chopping down the weeds, Ms.B's husband slowly cut the branches into tiny bits so that they could be bagged later. At the end of the task, I made a mountain of weeds which would need at least 15 bags to pack. Maybe another mission with 2/3 goodgymers would do.