In the winter of 2022, I lost my brother, my best friend. Those grey winter months were illuminated one morning in early spring when I came across a small group of people preparing the ground in the local churchyard. They had a Green Space Friends logo on their hi-vis vests.
鈥淢y curiosity resulted in an introduction and an invitation to join the happy band of volunteers and there and then there was a purpose in my life.鈥�
We met every Tuesday, rain or shine, to maintain pockets of green spaces locally. Our activities were recognised around town and more volunteers appeared making Tuesdays a friendly social occasion, always finishing with tea and homemade cake, admiring the results of the day鈥檚 gardening.
In the summer, it was wonderful to see small children, encouraged by volunteer parents and grandparents, getting involved in the planting and maintenance in the flowerbeds, getting outside and getting their hands and knees dirty.
