Part of the RSPB big bird watch, counting birds to check on species and numbers across the UK.

Alongside our monthly volunteering session at Acton junior parkrun, we also organised a collection of old running shoes from the children and families at today's event. And they did not disappoint! The shoes are headed for JogOn, who will find good homes for the better ones and break down/recycle the ones at the end of their lives.

This was a weekend for shoes collections, as Osterley parkrun did the same yesterday! A huge thanks to their team for adding our shoes and transporting the whole lot the to Jog0n warehouse!

Thanks to the amazing team at Action juniors and We Run Ealing for their support and letting everyone know about the collection.

Acton Junior parkrun this morning coincided with Harvey's task to donate old running shoes to Jog On. It resulted in a great haul of well worn trainers which will be saved from landfill. A lot of the runners must've been wearing speedy new shoes then, with the first runner finishing in a PB of 7:41 on the hilly course.

Unusually, no GoodGymers were volunteering in the funnel. A marshal shortage meant that Harvey, Joanna, Tom, Steph, Maria, Kash and Sevan were dotted around the marshal point on the course.

"Is there a marathon on today?" - Park goer

There was no marathon. Instead, a 2km run completed by 53 brilliant children.

Had prohibition hit the Hobbayne Centre's Burns' Night? Like previous years, set up involved preparing bamboo cutlery and napkins and pouring drinks to prepare for the Address to the Haggis.

With the cutlery completed and placed on the tables for the guests, the GoodGymers saw 3 partially empty whisky bottles to pour 90 shot glasses from. Hmm, there didn't look like there'd be enough.

As the first 2 bottles were emptied, 40 glasses had been filled. It was time to open the last bottle and the cork crumbled. A bottle opener was tried and made a hole through the middle of the cork. What to do? Find a strainer and a measuring jug to remove the "bits" from the liquid, of course. Necessity is the mother of invention and keeping everyone whiskied up was also a motivator.

Fifty glasses were filled and then the team had to wait for the next bootleggers to make it through police lines with a new bottle to finish pouring...