Back near Charing Cross to help Gurseva serve a lovely vegetable Biryani to the homeless.Busy day again and loads of rice to be served and the team rice-d to the occasion. Tea and coffee was provided too with some slightly melted belgian chocolates. We had some cold drinks in the cooler box as a very hot day again : appreciated by the customers.In 40 minutes the massive pot of vegetable biryani was given away.

As I stood in the longish queue at the Church St Market Tesco, the cashier asked if anyone had clubcard - the lady in front of me offered hers, and the cashier scanned it under the beam and the man paying at the counter saved £5 on his purchases. The same thing happened for the next lady, and again the lady with the clubcard saved her £2. I mentioned to her she should be on commission for all the savings she was making for her fellow shoppers - she just smiled.

It was a demonstration of unexpected human generosity and full marks to the cashier for realising each of the shoppers could make a saving if they used a clubcard (even though they didn't have one) - the best of shopping related humanity in action...

When I got back from today's painless shop for Mrs S at the world's politest supermarket, her therapists were treating her in the living room - Mrs S was delighted to be surrounded by her various "helpers" on a Friday morning, and in turn her therapists were keen to hear about GoodGym and the scope of "services" that we offer, and how they could get in contact. A beneficial morning all round then for everyone in the room.

Mr R apologised as he put a handful of coins into my hand this afternoon, clearly keen to dispose of his loose change. I mentally counted the amount that was in coins and set off in hope that I'd be able to get the maths to work.

Tesco's shelves had everything that he wanted, but the total came to just under £15, for which I had no choice but to use the neatly folded £5s that he had given me alongside the coins, and so take home even more change - I sense next week I may need to bring a bucket...

On Miss N's reasonably short list today, she'd written Green Onions (for which she meant Spring Onions)...and so I found myself humming "that tune" on the way to Aldi. Booker T you have a lot to answer for...

A surprisingly cool morning, albeit Mrs S wasn't convinced when I mentioned this to her at 9, and we were soon down to the list making formalities - lots of "get them if they're on offer" and "only British (or maybe Spanish), but preferably British" when it came to particular items of fruit or veg.

Fortunately there wasn't anything particularly obscure, and as I'd mentioned I'd go to the Waitrose at the Brunswick Centre for a change of scene, I agreed to keep a look out for the elusive pumpernickel (it remains elusive). Otherwise all items largely present and correct, and Mrs S delighted for another week.