Ring a ding ding Goodgymers a Missioning

We were greeted by Ms. Js family; on entering Ms. J thought I was her physiotherapist who had returned as a Goodgymer. I obviously have a double out there. We were shown to the garden where Samuel made light work of mowing the lawn, whilst I got stuck into the weeding. An hour and three bags later; we had made a difference so Ms. J can now step out into her garden.