"The dream team", Mr J exclaimed at the sight of Sevan and Kash marching into his flat. "And Steph is here?", he added.

Steph was not part of this afternoon's team, but the team had to be dream enough even without the third musketeer. The duo had visited Mr J a year and a half ago to attend to the garden, with a follow-up shortly after. Not only were the GoodGymers memorable, but the garden was too.

Two-step ladder? Check!
Strawberries and mint? Check!
Fork and strimmer? Check!
Mud? Check!

This time, Sevan chose to operate the fork, while Kash decided to go for the strimmer. Following a quick assessment, she decided the strimmer was not the answer to a flowery jungle that materialised around the rose bush. Tough stems, easily pullable large weeds, a shady extension cord, and later heavy rain meant that Kash could only pull that off literally by pulling everything out.

Meanwhile, Sevan, working on the flower bed, lamented the loss of strawberries and mint, but kept digging them out diligently as per Mr J's wishes. They would grow back anyway.

After 90 minutes, the GoodGymers were totally soaked, and the garden looked transformed. Since Mr J ran out of his jumbo bin bags, Sevan and Kash filled nine sturdy black sacks and moved them into the refuse area. As a bonus task, the two ran in the rain back from the Caledonian Road area to Highbury to collect precious Ealing litter pickers they had forgotten in a coffee shop earlier. They made it five minutes before the closing time. Phew!