The grocer's shop I go to always puts bargain stuff in a shopping trolley by the fruit and vegetable section so of course it's the first place I go to cos they do some amazing bargains -like the half price macaroons I got earlier last month!
So I'm browsing away when an elderly woman taps my shoulder and says, "Excuse me, dear, but that's my shopping trolley".
Charlie says: I hope my meaty chunks in gravy was the good stuff.
Is it nearly Friday?!? Hooorah!