Listen up, y'all, 'cause this is it.
The beat that I'm bangin' is delicious.

Frogalicious, definition make them goodgymers go loco.
They want my treasure, so they get their pleasures from my pond yo.
You could see me, you can't squeeze me.
I ain't easy, I ain't waiting in my pond see.
I got reasons why I tease 'em.
Goodgymers just come and go like seasons.
Frogalicious (definitely not delicious).

Word to your mother.

(we also did some planting and made a fence but really hard to fit into the song!)

A very balanced group of 4 running GoodGymmers and 4 walking GoodGymmers set of for Emmaus in the dry after one of the wettest 24 hours I think I've ever seen.

Charlie met us and showed us the two overflowing cages to be sorted into saleable, usable, PATable and recycling. The recycling won hands down but some quality finds were evident as ever.

It was a Great Moon, but was it really a Super Moon?

Our regular corner of Queen Square was a bit congested with filming happening nearby AGAIN (Young Sherlock?) and we even had our own security guards who were Very Chatty Indeed. Not convinced it was just the caffeine from the Monster can talking...

We set off for a lovely sunny walk or run to Dame Emily Park with lots of other people out and about enjoying the warm evening. Melanie found a phone before we'd even left the square, and that will shortly be posted off to it's owner who'd been on a visit day to Bristol from Swindon. Obviously the phone preferred Bristol, who wouldn't?

The next find was a highland cow badge, but like Jason by the M Shed, it set my camera focus to "obscure" to avoid publicity.

At the park, the runners had just beaten the walkers and Ursula was explaining the wildlife work of the evening - cutting back an overgrown hedge that was also home to a tall sycamore trying to take over, finding the bulbs and rescuing the pollen-y plants that had been trampled, clearing the tarmac waster, salvaging the wood and digging over another trampled flower bed and having loads of fun in the process.

• The hedge was soon looking smaller (I'm not sure about tidier...), with some high wielding of long-handed shears and loppers by Caroline, Vaguely Northern Darren, Ed and Jason
• Ciaran took the saw to sort out the sycamore and was joined by Marianne who relinquished her colour-matched secateurs to make sure the big branches weren't falling too far from the tree
• A few bulbs and some salvaged plants were set aside by Azzurra and Kim and the soil sieved to remove errant rocks
• A big pile of wood emerged from the tarmac and rocks and neither Richard nor Roddy fell in the small pond - the wood will be great for making the bug and hedehog hotels

And we created a new job of transforming the fallen sycamore into whips that can be used to weave a low level wildlife-friendly hedge around the pond (which, I stress, no one fell into).

As the lovely sunlight faded, the moon was looking HUGE and we later discovered it was a Super Moon - but we liked it before we knew it had a posh name. We loved the lemon and ginger tea and biscuits Ursula had carried over with her, and offered to help put away all the tools but we think Ursula may have wanted some peaceful time to enjoy the Super Moon herself, and probably wanted everything put away in the right places...

Off we trotted, walking and running back to Queen Square and saw the security guards had moved a bit and it was different guards on duty so we snuck past them and headed on to Workout where we avoided being dragged into the Speed Dating and the Liverpool supporters were sad when AC Milan scored in the third minute. But all came good in the end.

A beautiful summer's evening for our last daylight group run this year to Brunswick Cemetery.

After the mental challenge if folding dumpy sacks so they take up less space, came the physical task of path clearing and bramble bashing. The rain before a dry day meant pretty much perfect weather for clearing weeds, and even a pretty big sycamore sapling was liberated from the ground.

After tidying up, The Stable was the venue for GoodGym Eats and a game to try to name the famous Bristolians in the Last Supper style mural.

A great night and a short report as I have a monster headache/migraine.

After the evening winds we were greeted by a nice morning at the farm and today we tidied the pots in the greenhouse whilst admiring the beautiful ginger plant. We then moved to the allotment area to clear up some leaves and compost them. We also had time to say hi to the goats and admire the tomatoes in the poly tunnel. Great work everyone 👍