We chatted before I went out the shop about our weeks, Ms L hadn’t had a great one, she’d been flooded out by the flat above last weekend and was only just getting back to normal. Once back with the food the conversation turned to Christmas which seems to make her feel more lonely than normal. We’ve agreed to have a Christmas tea party in a couple of weeks. As for the shop, it was all pretty standard - although I did have to check every single one of the Co-op’s boxes of black grapes for the largest fruit - Ms L was grapeful for my efforts.