Our (now regular) return to the Crisis Warehouse this evening to find out what Chris had in store for us - and as always he had a long to do list, and a seven strong group of willing volunteers keen to get their hands dirty, and as it turned out their shoulder, arms, hands and knees, always bend with the knees..., a pretty good workout.

Before we got there though, it was a warm welcome to first time GoodGymmer Charlie, and a hello again/welcome back to Rebecca - both of whom joined Graham, Hilary, Paul and Nick on the run from Freaks and Geeks to the warehouse, where we then met up with Irina.

After a quick briefing and intro from Chris, it was down to work, which tonight involved a lot of moving of cages full of sacks that had been delivered from the various Crisis Retails shops around London, and which contained clothing items that the shops had deemed no longer "sellable" on the rails due to the change from summer to winter, or that had simply not proved attractive to the buying public.

With Hilary and Charlie on lift duty, the rest of us were tasked with collecting the cages on the upper floor and parking them by the lift - at which point we headed downstairs to do the unloading and sorting into summer/winter cull, shop specific summer/winter keep, and various miscellaneous other bags which required a whole new categorisation and parking area.

Fair to say this kept us all very busy, doubly so when Chris opened the loading bay door to reveal a van full of more bags that Irina quickly got round to emptying into yet more cages, and which the rest of us then sorted into the relevant piles. Once this was done it was then a case of loading the now sorted bags into cages, parking them by the lift and getting them back to the upper floor where Graham and Rebecca were in charge of parking.

With darkness descending, and the clock ticking way beyond 8pm, Chris produced (from somewhere) one final large wooden pallet full of bags, which we quickly got sorted and caged...and we called it an evening.

As always Chris was extremely grateful for our collective efforts, as he outlined his master plan to us for the most efficient way to manage the storage and distribution of all the bags - we'll be back in a month's time (27th October) to further progress his vision...

A welfare check for Mrs A presented a good opportunity for a lunchtime run along largely familiar roads (so no risk of getting lost then...) to Upper Clapton. The run itself in the sunshine was pleasant, the odd loud shouty pedestrian aside, but unfortunately, after a couple of loud knocks at the front door, it appeared Mrs A wasn't in.

Mr M greeted me warmly, and before I'd even got my phone out of my pocked to take down the list, he'd issued his instructions for this week - 3 potatoes, 2 tomatoes, 3 vegetable soup - and with that I was off to Tesco to hunt for his treasure.

It seems Sardines are in short supply at the moment - another week where the shelves were bare of all varieties (albeit there were no little gems nor courgettes either). Mr R is convinced that people are stockpiling "essentials" in preparation for "something". Occasionally doorstep conversations with Mr R can take a darker tone...