Escaping the Urban(e)

Beautiful blue skies watched over our progress at Urban Escape with oodles of weeding, harvesting, road recovery, wood-chip and compost shifting helping to get the place back under control.

Liz arrived having preferred* us to the Northern Slopes gang so we had an extra pair of hands to tackle the not-poly not-tunnel. Darren tried his hand as a greengrocer.

No eighties or nineties musical accompaniment but much chat of parkrun’s return and potential changes to future events, excellent social distancing all round.

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