When I arrived this Wednesday lunchtime, Mrs M was a little flustered as she couldn't for the life of her remember the name of the oil she wanted me to buy. After having shopped for her almost every week over the past 18 months, it didn't take us long to work out that she was in need of some sunflower oil. With that conundrum resolved, I headed off to collect her groceries. Upon my return, Mrs M was out for a short walk with one of her occupational therapists, so I waited by her door for 5 minutes or so whilst she finished her walk and made her way back up. I was sent on my way with spaghetti bolognese and a sandwich for lunch - thanks Mrs M!