In For a Peony...

Top-tier, elite GG force were out in the May evening sun yesterday. We discussed weddings, beer garden drinks, Ofsted and the merits of alcohol on route.

The Princes, infamous around these parts, met us at the church. Sybil, who we haven't seen for a long time, welcomed us warmly with refreshments and a run-down on our task; weeding a flower patch, to let her peonies and tulips dance freely under the Stratford sun.

She's keen for us to help at the allotments, with a 'heavy task' come June. I've messaged Elaine, and will do a little internal cajoling so we can get extra hands on deck.

Before I sign off, big congrats to Rosie, she reached the huge half century milestone, it was touch and go whether she was going to make it before the sun explodes - in 8 trillion years - but she did it. It's been a proper treat to have you back these last few months or so, since your big comeback. You've earned that t-shirt.

Next week it's off the Romford road and down the canal, to Cody Dock, sign up here.

Till then,

B