I made it to my greenie volunteering day. Weird walking out of the house in old paint splattered trousers, hiking boots, blue collar shirt (literally and figuratively) and backpack instead of smart office clothes. Also weird observing the differences in the type of tired generated by sheer physical work as opposed to the more normal mental effort. I am somewhat shattered tonight but still have a brain. I slept all the way back in the bus. Then still managed to water the garden, do groceries and put a curry on to cook. Oh I am looking forward to that. Even if it is only my poxy curry (not a cuisine I have much success with).

today they had us:
-rake topsoil about 5m away from a northfacing wall where it has blown in the huge April storm
-hunt down and kill box thorn bushes
-pull up a ground hugging weed
-clear and redistribute deadfall branches to a bare area to trap topsoil and begin to create habitat
-rebuild two lots of dry stone wall

Think I will be sore tomorrow.

In other news- bro has finally written back. All good, he still seems keen for me to come visit. Whew.

From: [identity profile] baggyt.livejournal.com


You know, it's kinda crazy that they don't make you do it on a friday. As a bonding experience, there could be the drinking afterwards.

YAY! for Scotland!

From: [identity profile] montjoye.livejournal.com


Ah, but this is proper volunteering, not a work bonding thing. Only one other of the eight volunteers today works for my employer. Some are regular volunteers for this organisation. There were other blow ins too, including a pair of Japanese with little english.
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