2 runners ran to help an isolated older person in Ealing.
- Wednesday, 12th of May 2021
Another day, another good deed... Hardly 21 hours had passed since I last saw Marieke! Same old us, same gardening gloves, a slightly different task compared to yesterday’s!
We met outside Ms M’s, who in time opened the door and told us what she wanted doing. A week or so ago, a couple of GoodGymmers came to make a start on her garden, which had become a jungle of brambles and bluebells. Today we were to carry on, although, Ms M despaired that she felt all the weeds removed from last week had come back with a vengeance!
We head around the side of the house and through the wilderness which was the side gate, and into the garden. It was clear we had our work cut out! One side of the garden was blue-Ming with bluebells, and the other had some cheeky weeds poking out of the soil. The patio and the side alley, although paved over, were a mini forest, with green weeds sticking out of every crack and crevice possible. There was also a large plant of some sort - not quite a bramble, not quite a nettle, but some sort of alien hybrid of unwanted botany taking over the front of the house too.
Marieke had her eye on the alien hybrid plant, and Ms M was happy for us to do what we pleased, but seemed to like the idea of clearing the front and the alley ways. She left us to it with a selection of tools and a roll of heavy duty bags, and off we went.
Part one we took on together - Marieke chopping the nameless plant at the front of the house, which had grown creepers and leafy vines along the floor, and myself on bagging duty. There was something quite arty and elegant about the way Marieke held her choppers, and between us we had managed to hack and tidy away a majority of said bad boy plant.
We had to get to the root of the problem still. Despite most of the leafy and viney bits residing in their new home of the bin bag, there were still a few chunky roots which had obviously made their way under the pavement. This was my time to shine, and I completed some sort of leverage manoeuvre squatting over a spade to get underneath the heavy roots. It was a success. It looked odd, but it worked, and like that the front of the house looked much better already. And only one big bin bag needed!
It was time to go back to black bags and to the back garden again. Marieke attacked some brambles trying to make home in the drain pipes, and then got around to de-weeding the garden bit. I, on the other hand, tackled the side alley way (quite literally, but I promise the thorn Bush came off worse than I did). Another bag filled from the side of the house, full of unwanted plants, and I’d only got half way down before we realised we’d been at it for over 90 minutes.
We reconvened, and although it was still definitely a bit of a jungle, it was starting to look better - and comparing the before photos to the after was unbe-leaf-able. A thorn-tastic difference.
We let Ms M know we were finishing up for the day, but there was still more to be done. We may not have got everything completed, but we had made a big difference, and GoodGym will have to sweep coming back to get the task thorn-ished.
Report written by Lucy Hill
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