As I predicted, the new woodland path is the fairest in the land. The blood, sweat, tears (of laughter mostly) and broken watch were well worth the pain, although tomorrow morning I may reconsider. For those of you unacquainted with the terrain at Cliffe it might be hard for you to appreciate the magnitude of today’s task – top dressing this path with woodchip (yes the same woodchip that we barrowed into the garden last week, I know it’s laugh a minute here!). Superbaz has spent the last few days replacing rotten wood, digging out engulfed steps and widening narrow areas (now an A road, dual-carriage in parts, rather than the previous unclassified), now all it needed was the finishing touches. I do not exaggerate (moi?) when I say that today even our usual Extreme Wheel Barrowing pales into mediocrity, it was Ultimate WB, so radical that two of us had to lift the barrows up the most evil of the slopes, and one of the “two of us” was Superbaz! After all that work it is relief to find that it is indeed the fairest of them all, well in our garden anyway.