The morning mist had burnt off, revealing a glorious sunny day, by the time I strolled over to Mr K's flat to help with his shopping. We had a lovely chat, swiftly moving on from global politics to more pleasurable topics such as holidays in France and, of course, football.

Ignoring the impulses drawing me to the items favoured by my more regular GoodGym shopping client, I managed to find all of Mr K's items in the supermarket quite quickly- with one exception. His regular staple order of tins of beef casserole was completely out of stock.

So I gathered a selection of alternative meat-in-sauce tins which were received with characteristic politeness by Mr K...let's hope he likes them.