Come on, I lean

This morning, Dom and Conroy headed to Lewisham for a bracing 8am mission to help Mr G get home from hospital. Both squeezing it in before a day of work, they ran and met outside Mr G's home.

There, they met Mr G's neighbour Mr T (note: I'm longing for the day runners encounter actual Mr T) who let them in. Once in, they moved things according to some instructions (couch to lawn of me, drawers to the right, here I am, chair in the middle with you), including the hasty taking down of a light bulb to make room for a couch and extensive couch leaning, and with Mr T's help were done in 20 minutes.

With this done, hopefully Mr G is one step closer to getting home comfortably and safely.