Digging Dr D's Dream

I arrived just after 7am to find Dr D and Brian already hard at work. The garden is the car-park of a village hall; a tarmaced space with a narrow, weed-cluttered boundary. At first glance, it is difficult to see it as the oasis Dr D wants to provide for his patients to work in and, to be honest, the second and third glances aren't terribly encouraging, but just five minutes spent talking to this remarkable man about his vision is enough. Dr D and Brian dug the beds while I scraped weeds and soil from between the hard-standing and the kerb. It was hard, noisy and extremely satisfying work. At 8am we stopped for tea and a chat about Dr D's speciality (the holistic control of pain through activity) and GoodGymer J.C. turned up. The four of us worked on until 9.15 when J.C. and I had to leave and Adelaide arrived. I would love to be able to see Dr D's dream come true. J.C., it was lovely to work with you. Let's do it again. Adelaide, I'm sorry I had to leave as you arrived. Let's be at a mission at the same time!