I’ve got to get this post out before 8pm GMT – because that is when history will be made with England playing Argentina in the World Cup Semi-Finals.
Here goes me on steroids…
The glorious heatwave continues; however, the mornings are quite cool until about 11am.

For me, this is perfect weather. I just love the sub-tropical feel of a proper summer.
Eleven football fanatics piled out this morning. Considering that the total team is 14, eleven is a fantastic size. Just Ian, Nathan and Dave missing in action. George, Martin, Ram, Steve, Marcus, Reece, David, Matt, Andrew, Mark, and Paul.
We only have eight strimmers, so some of us had to find other jobs.
Luckily, there is a lot to do.
Dave and me decided to fix another bench that had become a bit wobbly.
A quick recoat of wood stain hides a million repairs.
I couldn’t leave without some quick fots of up and down the path.
Everything is incredibly dry, so dry that the combine harvesters are out across the heath. I’ve never known of such an early harvest.
Everyone else cracked on with keeping the path nice and wide.
I think we covered about 700 km, so a good run.
We had coffee and a decent selection of snacks at half-time.
Fots show the width of the path – perfect.
We cracked on – I have never known 2 hours to go by so quickly.
The path was incredibly busy with walkers and cyclists, so we are doing something right.
Sadly, some big-footed berk decided to smash up one of our benches.
We have rebuilt this bench so many times. A very bad buy. Designed for occasional garden use, but anyone who knows me, knows that I don’t give up on stuff, so the repair, recycle, reuse ethic came into play.
I’m pretty happy with that, and all for less than £20.
We have decided to put it on the Dunchurch Bridleway to complete the run of seating on there.
We have a 500-metre gap between the first foto and the second foto, so we can put it in there next Friday.
Personally, I feel good about recovering it, and I actually enjoy the challenge of rebuilding it to make it stronger and fit for purpose.
Loads in the pipeline that hopefully we can share in a week or two.
Watch this space…
Dunchurch Bridleway:
Another great turnout with five of us. Dave, Andrew, Ian, David, and Paul.
For some reason, it’s a much more relaxed vibe on a Friday. Not sure why, maybe because we are deep into the countryside?
We strimmed the path down so walking is easy.
The grass has gone horribly coarse and straw-like, so I am glad that we caught it when we did.
A quick hydration break at half-time…
Before we tackled the Right-of-Way around the field that had a windmill in it.
The wildmill, or postmill, dates back to 1546, with records showing it on maps in 1633 and 1725. It fell out of use in the late 18th Century.
One can only imagine the local grain having a certain taste. I wonder if you could bite into a loaf and think about how fresh and tasty each mouthful was. I bet it was good stuff.
We also litter-picked the north section of the greenway and the east section of the bridleway.

Not a bad amount at all.
Lastly, a foto of me and Kerrie, my better half, out enjoying the path.

Occasionally I do actually enjoy the fruits of our labour…
Thanks for reading if you got this far.
Fingers crossed for the football, which is now 15 minutes until kick-off…
Until next time!
Paul

































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































