Having awoken with a migraine, but with scaffolding being erected at the neighbouring apartment block, mission attendance was the obvious choice.

Despite having cleared the area at the start of July, the front of the school was once again resembling a rain forest (without the Pretty but Poisonous frogs). The four of us set to with loppers and choppers and had soon overfilled the bags we had for weeds, nattering in a socially distanced manner and generally making the world a better place.