Over the summer we've made a couple of visits to Mr B to help tidy his garden. It had got out of control, and he wanted a hand bringing it back to a state where it would be easier for him to maintain.

Today’s focus was the wisteria, which was running rife over a trellis across the garden, and had even started sneaking next door over the neighbour’s fence.

Making the most of two hedge trimmers, and we worked on both sides at once to give everything a short back and sides. A second pass with the shears followed, getting it just the way Mr B wanted it.

Once all the cuttings were gathered up, we moved on to the plum tree, cutting back some of the lower branches and harvesting the plums that Mr B insisted we take home (as well as enjoying a few while we worked 😋!)

What a difference just an hour can make. 🌿🍑

We’ve really enjoyed our visits with Mr B, getting stuck in and hearing some of his brilliant stories.

Hopefully we’ve left the garden easier to manage, and Mr B can enjoy working on it in his own time.

Back onto the streets of SE7 to 'Clean Up Charlton' with today's strange star finds consisting of three shoes (no matching pair) including one belonging to Barbie. We headed down the Woolwich Road, clearing the shrubbery as we went and finding 4 full cans of cider (Cider with Toesie?) and a ton of cigarette ends.

We cleaned up Popeye's Passage and the bad area at the side of Asda's carpark - a shoe-in for the 'worst litter in Charlton' award today! Finally, we retraced our steps via the bins, with our 10 bags of litter for well deserved coffee at M&S. Thanks to everyone for a great job, and to the Council for supplying the official grey and clear bags and for collecting them. And well done to Aman on his 50th good deed!

7 Goodgymers turned up to help the Friends of Sutcliffe Park with an absolute Everest of a task: tearing up Himalayan balsam (not to be mistaken for celery). And there was no need to go to base camp to find it. We have all we need here at sea level.

We pulled up the balsam and separated the flowers from the stems to stop it going to seed and spreading even further. It was a real uphill battle, but we were determined to stem the tide before the balsam reached new heights.

No sherpas or oxygen needed, just a red shirt, some gloves, and the Goodgymers usual peak performance. A mountain of balsam tackled, one stem at a time.