I knew as soon as I chose that trolley it was going to be trouble.
It was stuck on another trolley and needed a jolly good shake to free it. That was just the beginning, from then it was downhill. The trolley had a strong pull to the left, even entering the door of Tescos was hard work.
I should have given up then, but I am not a quitter so I persisted. Each left turn around a corner needed superman strength. All my power was needed to stop the trolley knocking down perfectly placed rows of food.
Eventually I reached the checkout, relief ran from my body, that’s when trolley developed a life of itself and moved away rapidly from where I had placed it …into a young suited man walking innocently by…