We like big regulation width hallways and we cannot lie!

On a weirdly warm Monday night two goodgymmers (Michael and Mridula (me)) braved the hipstery backstreets of Stoke Newington, to help Mr. V move out some of his furniture to make place for his new hospital bed. I stood waiting in the dark for Michael, and wondering if I needed to visit specsavers, because I had somehow managed to mistake him for a parking meter from a distance.

He arrived bang on time, and not sporting the terrifying moustache I had seen him with a couple of days earlier. We called up to Mr.V’s house, glanced admiringly at the width of the doors. We also looked optimistically at each other thinking, that this might be the first mission we might not ruin someone’s paintwork by bumping furniture into it. We like big regulation width hallways and we cannot lie!

We started off in the living room, and we were asked to move 2 couches downstairs and we made light work of it. Michael complimented me on my upper body strength. Thanks Mike, I’ve really been working on flexing my arms when I shovel food into my face. It’s good that it’s a muscle I’m building and not an arm hernia like I originally thought.

After a couple of round of elevator Tetris, where Michael would trap himself in the elevator with a piece of furniture and I would sprint downstairs before the elevator doors would open, and help him remove said furniture, we were done! We also managed to scare some other residents in the block with our rapid furniture moving, making them suspect that we might be the worst burglars in the world. We also looked at each other smugly having finished this mission in 40 minutes.