On Easter Saturday we joined Annie to do some weeding at the Hervey Road garden.

We set to work, digging up the weeds on the long border and getting yes sir, yes sir, 3 bags full. We discussed Laura's upcoming trip to Mali and her rather grown up job out there - we will miss you Laura and look forward to hearing about it on your forays back to London! And Arthur interjected very regularly that he didn't want to weed anymore and wanted to go to the playground, poor little thing.

After a decent job on the long border we headed to the wildflower garden and witnessed Marta and Richard's magnificent dead hedging coming into its own. Here Annie patiently showed us what were plants and what were weeds and we got to work filling at least another 3 bags full. The conversation remained genial but little did we know, the morning was about to take a sinister turn.

It happened just as we were collecting our belongings and getting ready to go. Cat pulled a present out of her bag for Arthur. A little white chocolate chick. Awww sweet, "what a treat". And amazingly it wasn't at all melted. The first thing that happened was, inexplicably panicking that it would suddenly melt in my hands, I said "let's dig in" and promptly pulled it's head off. It's baffling really - as if I don't experience on a daily basis the things a 3 year old finds distressing 🥺 The wailing started. Quiet at first and then a crescendo to the dreaded high pitched banshee shriek. Every parent's nightmare and at which point I saved the day by stuffing a bit of the head into his mouth and he realised the decapitated bird was in fact, very yummy. More was consumed and we were all revelling in this moment of tranquility and sweetness when Cat piped up, "does it taste like chicken?" 🤯

Witty and sadistic in equal measure. Certainly disarming - in fact I forgot to get a group photo, so thrown was I by this turn of events.

A happy ending though. All the chocolate remained in his tummy even after the turns on the roundabout and we all trundled off to the rest of our weekends. Good job team!

We've got woodchipping at St Richard's on Tuesday and we're back at Prince Philip on Wednesday - hope to see you there.

Until next time!

A gorgeous spring evening saw seven goodgym-ers make their way along cherry blossom-lined streets, to St Richard's Church in Charlton.

Our task here was to continue our project working on the outside area, clearing away weeds and making the area into a usable outdoor space. First up was moving back the cardboard placed down during the last task, then tackling those pesky return weeds with all the tools we could find.

It was time to level up the playing field a bit to make a flatter surface for the membrane layer. A game of rock paper scissors then ensued to get the membrane down, and we embraced our inner cave people discovering which makeshift tools worked best for hammering in the pegs without a hammer.

The surface is now ready and waiting for a delivery of wood chip mulch so watch this space for its progress!

Have a lovely Easter weekend/Spring break everyone & catch up soon! 🙂

Next week we're back at Prince Philip Maritime Collections centre- hope to see you there.

Well, annoyingly I thought I uploaded this last week and have realised I had written it but not in fact uploaded it 😬 Can you remember what we did last Wednesday? If not, hopefully the excellent pun has jogged your memory

Last week Marta led us rather beautifully on our first run of the year to Hervey Road and the community garden.

Our task was to replenish the sticks protecting the lavender from being trodden on by unsuspecting drivers when they're getting things out of their car boot. At the beginning of our session there was a row of lavender with sticks scattered around and at the end all the lavender had sticks keeping them safe (and holding them up), safe from those pesky trainers. We even managed a bit of weeding and filled three bags of alkanet.

Job well done team and thank you Marta who has passed the fitness leader assessment with flying colours!

Next week we're back for a naval college start and run to St Richards

Until next time!