At the edge of a well-worn bowling green,

A team of willing volunteers were seen

Tools in hand, no fuss, no show—

Just GoodGym folk and weeds to go.

Gravel deep, dandelions bold,

Stories swapped as the soil unrolled.

A border cleared, a pathway found,

Order teased from stubborn ground.

Then chairs pulled close, the kettle’s call,

A kind reward that pleased us all—

Tea in cups, lovely weather

And the best Victoria sponge ever

After tea we wanted something stronger

So off yo the pub to stay a bit longer

Can't beat Friday night at the fox

A goodgym favourite ... but tonight it was cold so we just stayed for one!