Mrs A had added Manuka Honey to her list this week, so I double checked her existing jar to make sure I got (as close as I could to) what she wanted. Of course the shelves of the world's politest supermarket didn't let me down, although clearly Manuka bees fly in rarified air judging by the price difference vs the more locally produced options!

The painters had also finally left her hallway and stairwell (and were now outside staring at the exterior), and her front door was looking very neat and tidy. She mentioned that for some reason her door wasn't closing, so she asked me to take a look - it transpired the deadlock was out and hitting the frame - with a quick turn of the key, normal fully closing service was then restored. Mrs A commented that I'd definitely done my "good deed" for the day by solving that!

Every week that I've shopped for Mrs A, the painters have been redecorating the communal areas of her building, and today she'd kindly left me a note on her newly painted green front door warning me of wet paint...she's confident that by the time they finish (whenever that may be...) the place will be looking marvellous, and I don't doubt it judging by the amount of time they've spent on the job!

After last week's management review, it was an easy trip around the quiet aisles to get everything exactly as she wanted - it ended up being a heavy load due to the combination of water, orange juice and multiple tins, so I had one arm longer than the other when I made it back. She, as ever, was so very grateful for the help.

After I'd been to the aisles of the world's politest supermarket to get everything on Ms D's list today (thankfully this week in bright sunshine, so no soggy lists to try and decipher), and was emptying her shopping bags onto her kitchen top, she asked me if I could help her to open something.

Behind me was the box of laundry tablets that I'd bought the week before, with a pair of tongs jammed into them - Ms D confessed she'd been defeated (i.e. frustrated) in trying to open the (childproof) box...after a quick inspection of the instructions (and removal of the tongs), I found the small safety tabs that were holding the inner box in place, and after removing them and applying a little force, managed to get it open.

Ms D was delighted (as was I), although not for the first time it made me realise that modern packaging that has been made "child proof" is also becoming more and more "older adult proof" too...

On a beautiful Saturday, I met Mrs. C outside her property. She showed me the tasks: pruning a large tree by her entrance, which was casting too much shade and overshadowing other plants. I tackled the tree and also removed dead buds from her roses. Mrs. C was very grateful and pleased, so I felt the job was well done and that she could enjoy her garden even more.

After now shopping for a few weeks for Mrs A, it was helpful this morning to get some precise feedback on whether the items I was putting in her basket each week fully met her expectations. It transpired that there was a particular brand of cordial and type of grapefruit segments that she wanted. Freshly briefed, it proved to be a straightforward visit to the aisles this morning which ticked off everything she'd asked for. As always she was extremely grateful for the help.

Great to see Dan for his first Westminster task last night - welcome to our regular task rescuing food that would otherwise been thrown away and transporting it to Under One Sky who then hand it out to rough sleepers!

We joined up with Laura at the first of our three stops that evening, before heading off to collect all the goodies from the second bakery.

After loading ourselves up with flaky, crumbly goodness that would have tragically otherwise ended up in the bin, we made our way to Under One Sky.

Eagle eyed Dan spotted them immediately, so we quickly divested ourselves ready for our next pick up. It was great to have chance to chat as we waited at Pret, and the range of topics was fabulously diverse! From jousting, to learning Russian, to spaghetti westerns and the joys of stubborness, we covered it all.

Three bags of food later, we met up with Under One Sky one last time to hand over our haul. A job well done!