Arrived at Mr M's house ready to do a 'small amount of shopping' but arrived to a list with 7kg of things and 8 tins along with some other bits and bobs. Luckily he had some sturdy bags for me, including a very snazzy Wimbledon tennis one.

I'll admit, I hadn't heard of a lot of things on his list but he said I could find it all in Brixton Market. So off I went, in search of farina and tilapia fish (I felt like I was on the scavenger episode in The Apprentice!)

After chilling with David Bowie and Michelle Obama, I got to work and people were very helpful and directed me to the right aisles and shops to find everything. With all the shopping Wimble-done, I headed back to Mr M who could barely believe I'd managed to get everything or carry it back to his.

A complete success...we'll just pretend that I didn't get fish juice in my trainers because it's just far too traumatic to think about.