At CAL-Earth they would make anyone who called the earth “dirt” do push ups or laps, but I think Heather and Sheefteh let us off easier because our “earth” was actually old landfill and many treasures were to be found in the mountains of “earth”: old woollen jumpers, glass bottles, plastic bags and unknown squishy things. But that’s all part of the fun, spongy boots, mud pie gloves and dirty jokes.

This week had the post peculiar weather, it was humid and wet like tropical Asia. Chili peppers everywhere joyfully doubled in size whilst we felt slightly wilted with our boots bogged in the mounds of mud. Dylan added a happy little mud goat man to the top of a window sill for the next group who would finish the top of the dome and I think now that we have all gotten into such a good group rhythm everyone was sad to drop shovel and pack up our yellow dish washing gloves.