I got the distinct impression I was being followed when I made my way to Mr C’s at lunchtime. In fact I was being stalked by two sets of paws. Mr C’s neighbours cats have a bed outside the front door and like to make friends on the way into the building.

Maybe they knew what was on Mr C’s list and fancied Pilchards for their dinner.

Mr C’s cupboards and fridge were pretty much empty and so he was extremely grateful to GoodGym for helping to restock on his favourite “Peter” breads and “wheaterbreak” biscuits. Little game of guess work and a quick call to Mr C to check I was on the right track with Pitta Bread and Weetabix.