I kind of knew it was going to rain, but the hope is always that the forecast has exaggerated it and speaking as a qualified meteorologist this is mostly the case.

Not today though, although it started dry and our hopes were piqued. Our usual organiser from the Farm, Helen, was busy this morning with a school group so delegated to Evie to help guide us. The task was simple, the farm are building a landscaped garden for the geese (of course they are), and the circular path around it needed laying with sand.

Simple, we know how to barrow sand, we might just be the best in the world at doing it. These 'Global Experts' were Cosmo, Bennath and Meyrick and we grabbed a barrow each, and a spade (there was some frustration around the lack of shovels, which then spawned a discussion around when a spade is a spade and not a shovel, but as I said, Global Experts), located our sand bags and got to work.

As we began, the farm was busy, with humans and animals aplenty. However, the rain got heavier and heavier and after 45 minutes, there was not a sign of any animal, human or not, with the exception of the rare spotted Red GoodGymmer barrowing sand in the middle of an absolute deluge.

We pressed on, did the job despite the conditions, of course we did. Big shout out to the crew today as we all went above and beyond.

There was a time when I would have stayed in bed late in a Sunday morning, or an even more questionable time when I would drag myself to the downstairs sofa to watch the Hollyoaks Omnibus on T4 (ah those were the days).

No longer!! Now I'm a member of GoodGym, Sundays are all about getting up early and getting some rewarding outdoor voluntary work done. Trust me, if you are thinking about joining us, it's way better than the couch/Hollyoaks omnibus solution.

This morning, we had the wonderful Cosmo, Aaron, Bennath and Meyrick attend, with our ever galvanised contact at the Friends of Sydney Gardens, Gill, deciding that weeding around the tennis courts was the task to today.

We've done this numerous times before, but as we all know weeds grow back almost as quickly as you can remove them. IT was lovely to sit, weed and chat amongst ourselves in the hour we had there, but all agree that the time flew by. We finished it off with a visit to the Holburne Museum cafe before parting ways. This is a great way to spend a Sunday morning so come on and get on board!

It's always nice when someone comes to watch while you're on a GoodGym mission. You want to make a good impression in the hope that they might consider becoming a GoodGymer too. In this case our audience was a magnificent black ram. So no hope of him donning the red t-shirt any time soon. In fact we suspect he was only there to tuck in to the fresh foliage we provided with our weeding.

Yes we were back at the city farm, complete with pigs, goats, alpacas, chickens and the aforementioned sheep. Our task was to clear a patch of land of dead stems and very much alive weeds ready for sowing with a pick and mix pack of wildflowers.

There was added excitement in that the farm is set on the southern slopes of Bath and our allotted field was at quite a gradient. But Bennath took it in her stride and Cosmo threw himself into the task - almost literally. Jason and I operated at ground level - which was nothing at all like a game of pick-up sticks, I just thought it would make a fun pun.

We'll be back next week - those seeds need some sowing