This trolley was marked down outside T.K. Maxx yesterday lunchtime, at which time collection was denied, but it was still there this morning. Collected up and returned to the back of the M&S food hall, to join one other of this particular size.
With M&S seeming to run with four different trolley sizes and a trolley stack sized for two lines - which sometimes causes muddle. All very well for Sainsbury's who have a lot more space to play with.
Given the position of the low-flying sun, it was either get a large shadow of me in the snap, face the sun or take the snap from the other side of the planter, just visible right. In which case the trolley might have come out rather small. At the time, the first of these options seemed the best bet.
Next stop Waitrose for flour, which was all present and correct, next stop HSBC. Getting to which I managed to get the lights wrong and cross what turned out to be moving traffic - but luckily a car stopped for me. I think I had been confused by the traffic backing up a bit and stopping, even though the relevant lights were green. A confusion possibly compounded by mistaking the green traffic lights for my pedestrian lights. Older brain problems.
HSBC to try doing a transaction in-branch that I had failed to do on-line. Wrote a cheque (the first for eighteen months or so), filled in the transfer form, queued up and gave them to the lady. She accepted them without comment, started to process them and then stopped. Oh no sir. You can't do this with this sort of account. So what am I supposed to do? Phone the help desk. And listen to crummy music for half an hour while they get around to me? She smiled sympathetically, and there being no queue behind me, she proceeded to be quite helpful, starting by asking Google how to do it. I was amused that she finds it quicker to use Google for such matters, just as I do. But then, parsing search queries is their core business. It turned out that what I was doing, or something very close, was what I should have been doing.
Carried on around the Ewell Village anti-clockwise, a trip which took just about two hours altogether, including errands.
Back home, I found that the sell-by date on my wholemeal flour was the end of April, just over three months. Which is fair enough, even though I had thought it would be longer. I seem to recall that the ancients stored grain rather than flour, partly for this reason, partly for convenience of storage and handling. This being before the invention of paper bags, let alone plastic bags.
I then tried my transaction again. It turned out that I had been doing the right thing, but I had been scared off by all the messages about unsupported transactions. Clicked my way through the two or three warning messages and job done, with the transaction executed within minutes. And HSBC had saved the unsupported payee. Not something that I do very often, but maybe it will be easier next time.
I might add that yesterday I tried asking the HSBC chatbot which kept popping up and offering to help. After a short interchange it gave up and offered to connect me to the help desk, warning me that I might have to wait for 15 minutes. At which point I gave up.
PS 1: a mystery object picked up on my circuit. I did not have a clue what it was but BH identified it as a hair curler. I thought the telephone did quite a good job on the snap. West facing window right, sun to the left, in the south.
PS 2: Google Images agrees about the hair curler and offers them at various prices starting at £2.50 a pop.
References
Reference 1: https://psmv5.blogspot.com/2024/01/trolley-618.html.
Group search key: trolleysk.
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