Mr T was an octogenarian Glaswegian who couldn't carry his groceries because of health problems. The trips he could do out of his flat were no further than to the downstairs bookies.

I had no idea how lucky Mr T's bets were, but I started off mission with a bit less fortune - by stepping right into a spill of white paint in front of Mr T's block. The white marks born in that misstep were confined only to the soles of my black trainers, but I'm sure they would go well with the splatters of paint on my GoodGym tops that had been taken to painting missions 😄

Mr T let me read his shopping list to check if I understood everything. He was nearly blind, so writing was challenging for him, but after he showed me that packaging of some key products, I had everything covered. Along the shopping list and the cash, the gentleman enhanced my GoodGym inventory with a trolley and a key fob to his building.

When I entered Lidl, the preferred grocery spot for Mr T, a tantalising scent of freshly baked croissants hit my nose. I knew right away that my lunch will be a Lidl one. But duty first! I located all the products Mr T had asked for, carefully checking the use by dates, then returned to the mission start location, taking care not to step into the paint spill again. Job done! Now was the time to tuck into the lunch I had found for myself at Lidl before my second task in the area.