Despite rain clouds circling (it is July in Manchester after all), I rolled my sleeves up and cleared as much of the long grass and weeds as possible for Ms J.

The lawnmower struggled with the long overgrown grass but nothing a good pair of gloves and lots of squats and pulling couldn't fix, with both the front and back garden needing work.

I managed to clear a path for Ms J to access the washing line and upper patio and managed to remove a few deceased birds (the local cats were killers apparently...). Once it was suitably cleared and the compost bins were full to the brim, I called it a day with a very thankful Ms J wishing me farewell for the long run home.