Remember that bright and shiny thing in the sky that we haven’t seen in a while? Sun, I think it was called? It was out today, greeting Felicity, Ivar, and the rest of the volunteers at Oxleas woods, showing the area from the best possible side halfway through March.

Today’s task was to resuscitate an old dead hedge, and for the Goodgymers that meant taking shovels and removing all the leaves and mud that had gathered on the road next to the old hedge. As in an archeological dig, we excavated and found the ruins of the old hedge, and the mud was thrown over the ruins and into the brambles on the other side. Many a worm got a ride on Spade Airways* as we flung the mud over, and once we were done we had made a neat line for the new hedge, and regained quite a lot of the road.

*no worms were harmed in the writing of this report.

The wind wasn’t going to stop the Goodgymers from turning up at Shrewsbury House. We gathered here today tasked with cleaning a room in preparation for a wedding. We got brooms and mops, to have and to hold, and before long we had mopped, swept, dusted and wiped every inch, until we finally pronouncing the room spotless.

When the happy couple arrives for their wedding they will find the hall not just clean, but Goodgym clean. Before disappearing into the windy night for our clean getaway, we’d like send our best wishes to the happy couple, and suggest one of the following songs for the first dance:

Something about the way you mop tonight

We will mop you

Another one sweeps the dust

Mopping really matters

Dusting in the dark

Mop it like it’s hot

I love you dust the way you are

Sweep me baby one more time

Should I spray or should I go

Oops!… I cleaned it again

Dancing Clean

Dusting on the ceiling

Don’t mop me now!

Mopping Compares 2 U

Clean on me

Smells like clean spirit

Moptown girl

Dustpan and wife