It was Mr T's birthday recently and it seems everyone (grandchildren, neighbours, his friendly GoodGym shopper) had given him chocolate as a gift - as Mr T is limited in actually how much chocolate he can consume in any given week (aren't we all?), he has been giving it away to the children of his neighbours, who of course have been delighted by this unexpected generosity!

Miss N was keen to show me the bottle of Olive Oil that she'd like me to find at the Sindbad Supermarket - I took a picture just to be safe, but unfortunately Argo couldn't be found anywhere, so I went with Helen of Mykonos instead, for which Miss N was more than pleased with.

A welcome return to see Mrs S after a week's hiatus - she's clearly keeping well up to speed on all that's making the news at the moment as we somehow got into a long conversation about the perils of AI on the back of a discussion about Waitrose loyalty cards - who says the older generations are out of touch with today's realities!

The shopping at the world's politest supermarket proved to be a bit more straightforward to contend with...

A Thursday evening mission in many parts, but fortunately the parts all ended up in the right places after a bit of jiggling around through door frames and down stairs.

Ms J had a two seater sofa to be moved for disposal downstairs, and once David and I had switched on our spatial awareness brains (and displaced the two cats for whom this was clearly home, and found a £ coin and one penny hidden in the cushions), we had it out of the front door, down the three flights of stairs and into the outdoor communal bin area.

A couple of dusty lightweight canvas wardrobes and a massage table then followed from upstairs - this time delivery was to a neighbour a few doors down, and conveniently on the same floor, and whilst doing this part we got to enjoy Ms J's psychic powers of deduction as to our respective backgrounds, places of work and leisure activities...the deductions stopped just short of guessing star signs...impressive, if slightly unnerving, stuff.

Thankfully once Ms J had switched off her powers of deduction, we had a chat about what else GoodGym does and how she could arrange future visits to build some flat pack furniture etc. and she thanked us both profusely for our evening of effort.

Days have been noticeably cooler and damper of late and Stoke Newington Common is looking less parched than it did over the summer. However, the watering team were out again to give the young trees an extra hydro-boost.

Nick made his debut appearance on the Common, combining the task with a training run ahead of the inaugural Shoreditch Half this weekend. Good luck to Nick and everyone else running on Sunday! Stay hydrated!