The church hired a skip to coordinate with our visit, there was a certainly a slight expectation on us to deliver the goods. By that I mean provide enough people, energy and can-do spirit to clear out a densely packed room full of furniture, boxes, obsolete electrical bits and more.

With just Hils, Rebecca and myself jogging it in from base, it could have been a long eve, but we had confidence the squad was showing up on the Romford rd. "Favourite thing about British culture?" An easily amended question off the back of last week's francophile brainstorm. Queues, sarcasm/wit and this week's winner from Rebecca....pub culture.

The team showed up at the other side, five more power-houses of benevolence ready to get stuck in; including a long-time absentee, Miriam, a lovely surprise to have you back. We got straight to business, decanting the old out of a store room, through a narrow and ancient church passageway, and a door befit for the vertically challenged. Took us a good fifty minutes to load it all into the skip, breaking it down when necessary with screw-drivers and highly technical Kung Fu kicks.

The church are hugely thankful, a job that's "given them nightmares" for so long. You guys rolled in and nailed it in less than an hour - just another example of what this little regular outfit in Newham does so well.

Next week I've reshuffled our plan to go to Abbey Gardens, instead we'll help assist Cody Dock with event set-up.

Till then,

B