Miss N was keen to show me the bottle of Olive Oil that she'd like me to find at the Sindbad Supermarket - I took a picture just to be safe, but unfortunately Argo couldn't be found anywhere, so I went with Helen of Mykonos instead, for which Miss N was more than pleased with.

A welcome return to see Mrs S after a week's hiatus - she's clearly keeping well up to speed on all that's making the news at the moment as we somehow got into a long conversation about the perils of AI on the back of a discussion about Waitrose loyalty cards - who says the older generations are out of touch with today's realities!

The shopping at the world's politest supermarket proved to be a bit more straightforward to contend with...

This week, a lone GoodGymer joined the TRAID core team to tackle a mountain of donations, with over 50 bags of clothing needing to be moved from the basement to the shop floor. Forming a human chain, we got into the fabric of the task, passing bag after bag upstairs and turning a daunting pile into a manageable one. Once the heavy lifting was done, the core team earned some well-deserved pizza before getting stuck into hanging the clothes on the rails. Sadly, I had to make tracks before the slacks hit the racks, so I missed both the pizza and the hanger marathon. Still, it was satisfying to help keep tonnes of pre-loved fashion in circulation and one step away from landfill. A seamless team effort, even if this GoodGymer didn't stick around for the extra toppings. 👕♻️🍕

A late addition to Mr R's list was a tub of his preferred Greek yoghurt - he hadn't written it down but noted that as I'd been to Greece recently, it wouldn't be too tricky for me to remember...of course I then nearly forgot the milk.

I couldn't help but find myself thinking biblical references this afternoon - Mr R's short Saturday list was his usual fare, but at the front door he'd made extra emphasis on me finding the Sourdough and the fresh Salmon...no 21st century miracle required today, just a trip to Tesco.

A neat and tidy list for Mrs S today - I think we're now in a pretty familiar routine, and fortunately the world's politest supermarket was on its best behaviour (unlike the weather, albeit the rain is much needed...), except for having a "bunch of basil", for which I diverted (out of curiosity) into Sainsbury's on the way home, and lo and behold they had multiple sprigs.
Mrs S was delighted with the full house on her list, and hoped I hadn't got too soaked...