Arriving at Ms T's flat and hearing her familiar accent, I remembered visiting her once before to collect a prescription for her during the darkest days of Covid.

Today's task was a perfect one for a lone GoodGymer: Ms T wanted the weeds removed from her small courtyard garden so she can enjoy sitting outside in the only outdoor space she can visit at the moment due to her ongoing illness.

The space was compact, the weeds surrendered meekly, and at Ms T's request I administered some weed killer as a final touch to help keep them from returning.

A visible difference to the space after an hour's work and Ms T was delighted with the results.