The first head torch gardening of 2025 saw a small but perfectly formed group of GoodGymmers tackling the emerging sticky bud and grass in one of the beds - the one some guerrilla gardener had strimmed to an inch tall in the autumn and were hoping will recover this spring. At least we've managed to get put all the hidden litter and broken glass!

With lots of "help" and "support" for Paul's upcoming professional exam, we're suddenly all interested in Lasagne Night heating solutions.

See you all next week?

It was a lovely, dry evening to celebrate Ed's 50th good deed and imminent new t-shirt - congratulations!

Back at Dame Emily Park for emergency bulb planting, the tyres moved previously had been stacked as planters and filled most of the way with compost.

Our task was to get the bags of sprouting bulbs into the tyre-planters, right way up, then top-up with woodchip and hide some small bulbs in the top. Much carrying of buckets of woodchip and avoidance of buckets of manure (destined for the raised planters) getting mixed up - top science knowledge from Richard B.

Planters filled, we still had more bulbs so started planting around the wicker dome we lovingly tie new growth into - this time the bulbs were going into grass so some L-shaped lawn-lifting was deployed to hide a bulb each time. Or throw them at Richard G.

We saturated the grass with our bulbs and time was nearly up so it was time for Polish wafers from Ursula, end of task photos (we did enjoy it, honestly!) and off back to Queen Square for GoodGym Eats at Suyuan, stopping off at the off-licence for those who wanted to BYO alcohol.

Much food and after some flowering bulb knowledge shared with Harsheh, we were on our ways home, with one GoodGymmer declaring she was rushing to get home as she was on an early shift tomorrow, until Frances saw there was no queue at the Bristol Light Festival swings and she was off in a flash.

Special thanks to Vaguely Northern Darren for run leading (no-one mention bulbs), Caroline for back-marking and Jason for beating me to Workout to meet other GoodGymmers as they arrived.

Are you a mountain goat? How fire retardant are you? Two very different conversations.

Today’s task was hill-areas. We had to scramble up the hillside cutting away brambles to allow other wildlife to flourish. All of this while a fox looked up at us from a garden where it was basking in the sunshine. You wonder what it was thinking. Footholds were like gold dust and once you found a good one you were reluctant to give it up. The feeling of finding a new one though is hard to put into words.

After an hour-ish of developing our ankle and foot muscles we called time. Time for some tea and sweet treats before heading on our way. As a group I think we came up with enough words that rhyme for the title?

Until next time…