It really was a (was a was a was a) knife evening. We set off sharply. The blade runners and knife walkers arrived… We picked through every blade… of grass. We carved through the park like a hot knife through butter. We… I give up with the knife puns now. We didn’t get all the litter but I’ll get to the point and cut to the chase…

Thanks for helping write the report everyone, this will only make sense to us. For some added information we went to Spith Street park and Dame Emily park and did some litter picking 👀

What a first session for Michael.

Shanks for the memories.

Until next time…

To loaf or not to loaf? A dry morning greeted us as we met at Alpha bottle shop to meet the BS3 community led my Ian. Equipped with our picks, gloves, high vis vests and bags we cleared lotyer around an area near the green verges around the new student complexes. Then we loafed at the idea of coffee as the rain set in. A great morning and cleaner streets for all 👍🌟

I began my litter hunting at 6pm non-sharpish. The air was filled with the sounds of music, and all around me attendees were joyful for what Party In The Ponds offered up as entertainment. Many food stalls offering up cuisine from all around the world from Jamaica to Sri Lanka. Many homemade item stalls with items created by expert craftsmanship, candy for the kids, booze for the adults. All in all, I and my crack team of volunteers from Friends of Vassal's Park managed to sedate the litter horde from gaining roots and collected so much that the twenty industrial sized bins were overflowing, thus having to build a wall of black bags around said bins. Many went home feeling jovial, and more than slightly tipsy, and as the sun set I waved goodbye to the volunteers and organisers. See you next year Party In The Ponds..

A lovely midday jaunt to Henleaze to give Mrs C and her husband a hand with their small back garden.

It was obvious that Mrs C is a keen gardener but as the main carer for her husband and with some health issues of her own, she hasn’t had the energy to keep on top of things.

By mowing the small lawn, trimming the edges and cutting back a couple of bushes and bay tree, she felt I’d made a big difference to her - great for her wellbeing and my own 🤗

Whilst it was lovely to help Ms C with some shopping this evening it meant that she’d had a setback in her bid for independence as a fresh hand injury was preventing her from using her mobility scooter 🛵 to get to the shops.

I happily stepped in to get her stocked up with supplies as she lamented England’s performance in the field against India in the first test 🏏

The farm was radiant in the morning sun and the task today was to continue weeding the edge near the stone pit. A satisfying task as looking back the weedy green verge was transformed into a clean border. I do love clean border. Weeds picked up and into the compost and off to put on Factor 50. Proper job🔥👍