Father, Son and the Hoe-ly Spririt

St Stephens Church is a lovely spot where many local people come to sit for a bit of peace and quiet.

A pathway runs the entire way through the churchyard but had become so overgrown it wasn't even obvious that there were stones underneath.

10 of us went to reclaim the path, including Debs, who had come up with an ingenious way to (safely) strap her hoe to her bike.

Katie ran up excitedly, having sprinted the final part of her journey over and proclaimed Vicky's impending arrival.

I'd rather die than sprint - Vicky

With a combination of hoes, trowels and spades we started clearing the path, whilst 'bag man' Ed repeatedly gathered the cuttings into sacks and emptied them at the other end of the churchyard.

I've been Santa you know. This is nothing - Ed

After an hour we had successfully cleared a huge section of the path and it looked brilliant! We finished our good deed with an impromptu garden gathering with beer and cake (also safely transported by Debs) whilst celebrating Lizzie's birthday eve.