On a fresh Autumn morning a naive young hobbit set out from the shire (Kidlington) on a long and dangerous mission. Overcoming a variety of goblins and bike stealing demons, the hobbit eventually arrived (1 h 30 min later) in the mysterious land of Old Marston. Fatigued from the journey, the hobbit rested in the wilderness, unsure whether he had the strength to continue his mission. However, he was soon joined by a hardy band of five fellow travellers. Under the guidance of a wise (power-tool-wielding) wizard, the group of six were tasked with digging a ring shaped trench for wild flowers to be sown. With renewed vigour, the Fellowship of the (Flower) Ring was formed.

The following period of time tested the resilience of the Fellowship, with deep set roots and treacherous conditions proving difficult to overcome. At times the group were tempted to through down their tools and give in, but the importance of their mission had been made clear by the wise wizard (who in keeping with the films.... frequently disappeared for long periods into the bushes).

At last, the final blow was dealt and the ring of weeds was destroyed. The Fellowship of the Ring were congratulated by the wise wizard and had a cheeky selfie (they missed this part from the film) before sowing wild flower seeds for the Spring. Then it was time for the hobbit to return to the shire for Sunday lunch and a long hobbit like snooze.

Thanks to the the wonderful GGer's who joined and to Anwen/Al for helping to organise last week