Would you ever expect to meet a pirate in Russel Square? I didn't. When I climbed the stork's nest (or the 5th floor of a town house if you like), I saw a sailor lady with an anchor-shaped tattoo above her eye. Having a closer look, I realised that anchor was actually an arrow.

"How did it go?" I asked. "I thought you were going to have an eye surgery today!"

The sailor, who turned out to be Ms F, told me a story about yet another of her operations that hadn't happened. This time it was cancelled as wrong lens had been ordered. Poor Ms F! She hadn't been eating for the most of the day in anticipation of the surgery, and now felt a bit dizzy, even after having a sandwich. She needed rest, so I was determined to make the shopping quick.

Ms F concluded she had been eating too many ready meals and now it was time to start cooking more healthy meals from a scratch. No ready-made chicken korma or spinach and ricotta cannelloni on the list this time! The plan for the homecooked meal included mushrooms and organic chicken. The organic chicken must have been popular as it had been already sold out by 6pm. I called Ms F and found out that the free range breast was not enough, so I caught some fresh haddock instead.

At the checkout, I went to the same cashier as durimg my mission last week. I don't know how she does that but she's one of the kindest people I've ever met. A lovely mood for the evening guaranteed!