I was not going to do both sets, so settled for the two Waitrose trolleys, which became three as I snapped the two. The third being delivered by an older lady, probably on her way to one of the bus stops outside the station, with no more shopping than a half full plastic carrier. I wondered why she had bothered with a trolley at all, but BH explained over lunch that this was probably a discrete take on the zimmer frame. Too proud to use one overtly, a shopping trolley made a reasonable substitute, particularly when there was shopping to contend with, as well as defective hands, arms, feet or legs.
Chained together, wheeling the three as one was not a problem, although I suppose it might have become one had it been 1,000 yards rather than 100.
Only scored as one, naturally.
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