The long road to Sweat-ham

Lots of runners set off on a nice undulating 5k (or more....) to Streatham common to weed some crazypaving

By the time we got up the last hill, we were so tired it felt more like Sweat-ham (AMIRIGHT?!).

We got stuck in to weeding the paving and in a jiffy the brilliant Rookery gardens were looking spick and span. With really limited volunteers, having all of us there amounted to an entire day's work if just one person had done it. Great stuff!

Treated to a glorious sunset, we flew excitedly down the hill, where about half of the group headed for the bus.

'Oyster, schmoyster' said no-one

...as the rest of us bombed it back whilst discussing our least favourite vegetables. We were back home to Papa's welcoming bosom in no time (if 'no time' = about half an hour).

Last night we also sadly said GOODBYE to Imogen who is leaving London to head off on some adventures. We hope you come back soon!