A return visit to the grateful Miss P in today's afternoon sunshine - this time to get her some groceries. It was a short and easy to follow list, and the only big decision was which direction to walk in to find a supermarket. After last week's pharmacy exploration of the neighbourhood, I retraced my steps to the Sainsbury's on Harrow Road, and was soon back with what she'd asked for. A quick investigation as to why her new iron wasn't heating up (all sorted out and working fine now), a chat about the range of other ways GoodGym could help her, and this particular mission was complete for another week.

In Mr R's reusable shopping bag each week is his food waste, neatly presented in a compostable bag, that he asks me to deposit in a dedicated bin just next door to the Tesco where I do his shopping. Usually all very straightforward, except today whichever company had blocked the pavement to do some work on the telegraph wires above using a cherry picker, and neatly fenced off all the bins. I was given a firm "don't even think about crossing the red plastic fence" hand gesture whilst his colleague was up in the sky, but once down at ground level, Mr Hi Viz kindly wandered over, took the food waste bag and dropped it into the food waste bin for me...perfect teamwork all round.