Ten of us assembled tonight for a return to Care4Calais East London, this time to help them move out of their storage space. Over the winter and spring we’ve got to know this place well — a jumble of coats, shoes, sleeping bags and other essentials that make their way to refugees and asylum seekers in need.

True to form, the evening began with the classic Care4Calais conundrum: what exactly are we meant to be doing? A couple of detective-like phone calls to long-standing volunteer Andy gave us a few clues, with some further reliance on instinct and common sense. Before long we were stacking, bagging, and squeezing items into boxes and bags ready for them to be loaded into a van and shipped elsewhere.

By the end, the place looked pretty different — something closer to neat piles than to chaos and I'm confident we’ve saved Care4Calais' volunteers a whole lot of time and effort in our short stint there.

Massive congratulations to Chris for hitting the 50 good deed milestone (well actually 51 now... and thanks for bringing the sweet treats!)

Next week, we're off to Hackney Marshes Adventure Playground and can't wait to see what Ange has lined up for us.

Whilst standing at my marshal spot (turn 1…) waiting for the runners to come by on lap 1, a friendly lady with a small child in a push chair approached me and asked what running event was happening this morning.

When I replied that it was junior parkrun - every Sunday at 9am come rain or shine, everyone welcome, 2km of fun for all around the Fields, she was delighted that something like this was being organised for the younger ones (as she was a regular Saturday morning parkrunner, so familiar with the concept). She asked what the age requirements were, and when I mentioned 4-14 she said her little one was just a bit too young, but she’d definitely be back once he qualified…

Perfect running conditions around the course this morning, and thanks to Run Director Sooz for organising all the volunteers so well this week and leading the enthusiastic warm up, and to Marek and Kat for donating their Sunday mornings to supporting junior parkrun.

25 runners (plus a few of their coaches) ran, walked or ran/walked around the course, with 2 first timers and 2 personal bests achieved.

See you next week for more fun at the Fields!

Report by Nick

Mr T is still feeling a little under the weather, so his was a short list today, but he also asked me to get him some cough medicine and vitamins to try and get him back to good health - an easy walk to Boots and then down to Holland & Barrett and back up to Lidl for the rest. It was only as I got back to his flat with all the treasure did he mention he'd forgotten to add milk to his list so it was just a quick dash back downstairs with the remaining change, and he's well stocked for another week.

David and I were (strangely) hoping that the TV that Mrs N wanted removing would be a real old school big box CRT version (possibly even black and white...), that would probably weigh a tonne...it wasn't, but it was clearly an early edition flat screen model (built 2006 according to the label on the back) which still weighed at least half a tonne...thank goodness technology has advanced in the intervening c20 years.

Fortunately we didn't have far to go with it, and with the help of Mrs N's friendly neighbour, we navigated our way outside the building, and left the TV visible from the street ready for an arranged collection. Mrs N was delighted to be rid of this particular dust collecting item of semi-antique furniture!

Mrs M has certainly got the routine perfected - she greeted me warmly when I arrived this morning morning bright and early, handed me the Waitrose bag and beckoned me to the now familiar seat at the kitchen table to take dictation.

Not for the first time today's list took me in new directions and in search of items I've certainly never bought before - Himalayan salt featured highly, both in crisp form and as a seasoning - but it was her description of the Scotts Porage Oats that made me smile. Apart from a slightly leaking bag of wholemeal flour, everything was safely secured, and she was delighted when the box with the man in a kilt appeared from the bag.