Springfield Spring-clean

On a fresh Wednesday evening we met at the uni and said helloo and welcome to new goodgymmer Kate! Peckham did their best to tempt her but she knew that Chelmsford was the place to be. Richard flew in, made everyone jealous of a perfectly sized sweat towel, and we discussed our zigs and zags to the football club.

Rich conveniently knew all the roads and headcount as my phone stopped working (sorry). It was lovely to see Ken back from his jaunt to Mexico and everyone got chatting about their travels.

Andy was missing Laurie and the warm weather (the thermals are officially back in action). The last 8pm+ sunset was two weeks ago and we'll all be cracking out the head torches soon!

At the football club we met Fay with some of the other volunteers along to help us and got some serious weeding done - well done everyone. The front was blitzed by most of the gang and Joe disappeared to the back of the building where the drains were playing home to gigantic spiders who were swiftly evicted.

The weather turned on us as we set off. If it ain't raining, it ain't training right? We're hardcore. After a group vote we decided to adventure through the woods to get home. Is this how horror movies start..? Nope, it was more like a comedy. Smiles all round, dinners debated, another good deed achieved.