On my bike I headed out, To Mr G of Ealing, It was blooming cold even in my gloves, My fingers had lost all feeling.

Mr G was prepared as always, With his list of goods for the week, A meal a day and some leafy greens, Yoghurts and pie I shall seek.

Off to Sainsburys, wrapped up warm, Find all the bits he asked for, Paid up, bag loaded and outside again, Cycled back to Mr G’s front door.

Shopping delivered and change returned, I went back outside into the chill, Another good deed completed today, By me, Lucy Victoria Hill.