Hils, Louise and I caught up on the Stratford road, as we jogged north east, to The Up Garden. Points of discussion; tastiest fuel for endurance sport, recommendations for a tourist in London and commercialisation of public spaces. The time flew by, we reached the gardens with Paul, Dimple, Kev and Sharon awaiting.

We were to decant bags of shingle into tonne bags. The irony that we packed the shingle bags a few months back was not lost on us, however, new ideas and change of direction is natural in a developing space, so we were more than happy to roll up our sleeves - and get ripped. A steady supply of stones was wheeled over, thanks to the tireless efforts of Dimple, Hils and Louise. Sharon, Kev and I lofted the bags up and dumped them into their new tonne bag home. It was a pretty seamless effort. First proper return to darkness this season and no eyelids were batted, I quite enjoyed whipping the head torch out, although that may change come January...

Finally, big birthday love to the main man, Kev. Honoured that you'd want to spend your birthday with us, moving heavy bags of stones in the dark. That's commitment people! Love it.

Till next week (I'm going to do a block booking now - will update asap)

B