Mrs S sprung a surprise on me this morning by asking if I'd mind going to the newly opened M&S foodhall on Tottenham Court Road - always up for an adventure(!), I readily agreed. Her dictated list was then a bit more generic in nature, although she'd clearly done her research, but she kindly gave me the latitude to choose what I thought best fitted her requests.

After a few loops around the new aisles, I'd managed to find nearly everything she'd asked for - only a jar of herrings remained elusive. A quick debrief at the kitchen table, and a realisation that we now had even more food hall local shopping options, made Mrs S very happy.

I was overwhelmed by the choice of Olive Oils available at Miss N's local Turkish supermarket of choice - fortunately she'd taken a picture of the particular brand and type that she wanted, and so it was Helen of Mykonos who got squeezed into the bag this afternoon...

Mr R specifically requested 2 packs of (British) asparagus this afternoon - there was a 3 for 2 offer, so I got him the extra pack - sometimes the stars (or in this case the spears) truly do align in the most unexpected of ways...

After weeks of planning, I made it down to Work.Life Soho on a Sunday to met up with the Rep Runners team. With their 9th birthday coming up, they wanted to help give back so planned the lovely Anne and me decided to make a big day out of it. The plan was to run 2.3km to Trafalgar Square and help out a local charity give out food to the homeless.

The vibes during the run was amazing but unfortunately the charity part didn't go to plan. The meet up time on the charity's website was wrong, meaning that once we got there to help they had already left. Luckily for me, the Rep team were very understanding. We ran back to Work.Life, took a funny group pic by the Banksy statue, then enjoyed some snacks and refreshments provided by the Rep team.

The team are still keen on doing some charity work so hopefully we can plan another group one that will go to plan this time.

Brenda popped by with milk and churned out a smile while she was at it. The client was moo- ved by the delivery - proof that a doorstep drop and a friendly face still cream the competition.

Honestly, it's pasteurised time we brought back the milkman rounds, fresh bottles, fimiliar faces, and services that never goes sour.

Gail, Steph and Anna met on the Strand this evening to hand out hot drinks and food to those who needed it.

Due to the wet weather, and a few other charities out and about, the starting queue wasn't as long as normal. We were able to be generous with the portions of Biriyani, and Gail's coffees and hot chocolates went down a storm in the cold.

A couple of people came along with extra donations from Pret and Caffe Nero which all found an appreciative taker. After an hour, everything was gone.