#SWEENG, Hedge Your Bets.

Steve and I arrived to the mission a little bit early, but were quickly welcomed into the back garden. Our tasks were to trim the hedges in the garden, all of which were a little bit overgrown. We were given two trimmers, a pair of loppers and a ladder, working as we chatted to Mr and Mrs J and their daughter.

We made quick work of the first bit of hedge. Steve took over the trimmer for the 'big' hedge, while I cleared up all the branches and leaves that were being sheared off. Taking great care not to touch the important greengage tree, the big hedge was eventually tamed.

After a bit of banter about the England match, Steve's Irishness and whether he and I were related, we bagged up the waste and said our goodbyes.