There were more than a few moments during today's mission for Mr J where I really could've done with the multitude of talents that the original Six Million Dollar Man seemed to have at his bionic finger tips...

The IKEA wardrobe had been dismantled in a somewhat agricultural fashion so that it could be moved (in pieces) into his bedroom - the parts were then neatly stacked against a wall waiting to be rebuilt...along with a series of sticking out nails, screws and wooden plugs. After quite a bit of contemplation, I started to work out which pieces fitted where to get the wardrobe back in shape, and got to work within the narrow confines of Mr J's bedroom.

I think Mr J was somewhat surprised when I called him in to say that I'd manage to rebuild it and that it looked like his old wardrobe - we agreed that there was only one wall it could fit against in the bedroom, and so I left him to unpack his clothes from various bags and return them once more to their rightful home.

After a few helpful previous recce's, I've now got the layout of Ms C's local Sainsbury's pretty much mastered, so it proved to be quite a speedy and successful mission this afternoon, helped by not needing to divert to any other nearby shop for extras. I wasn't hopeful that I'd find the extra long matches, nor the self raising flour, but both were thankfully easy to locate in the aisles and I was soon back at Ms C's front door with all her treasure in hand.

It was a pleasure to catch up today with London Marathon runner extraordinaire Latoya after her amazing street bashing exploits of last Sunday, and her efforts of last week were a useful training ground for today's furniture building mission for Ms E.

With three different Ikea items to be built, and a very limited amount of floor space, we decided to divide the task - I took the largest box (a set of shelves) into the kitchen, and Latoya was left with the smaller cabinets in the very dark narrow hallway (hence the extremely poor quality photo...a miners lamp would've been helpful).

We individually worked through our various instruction leaflets, aided by some of Ms E's tools (including an unusually shaped hammer), and after a good hour of toil, we were 2/3 of the way there, albeit the challenge was then to relocate the various items into the rooms Ms E had chosen. After a bit more building and dismantling, Latoya had the final cabinet complete and looking pretty smart, and she left this in the kitchen ready for Ms E to move into her bathroom once space had been cleared.

No medals this week for crossing the finishing line, but Ms E seemed delighted with our efforts, and we felt pretty chuffed ourselves that we'd got everything done before the cut off time...