Trolleys 990, 991, 992 and 993

What was supposed to be a short circuit after the departure of our Canadians.

First, a medium small  M&S trolley under Hudson House.

Followed by another of same outside T K Maxx.

Headed up East Street, to capture this trolley from Sainsbury's, once again between Jukes House and Defoe Court. Which of the two establishments is responsible? Or is it neither, just marauding youth of an evening? In any event, this capture put paid to my plans for near immediate return via Middle Lane.

On leaving Sainsbury's, I thought, for once in a while, to try cutting through the Farriers estate, rather than walking down to Middle Lane. Which resulted in my getting slightly lost. Which resulted in turn in my fourth trolley of the day - a special needs trolley with its own special stack by Timpson's - which meant going back to Sainsbury's. I then stuck to the yellow brick road on the way back.

A fine something, probably in one of the front gardens of Middle Lane. On which my telephone does one of its floating in space jobs.

Google Images is fairly clear this is some kind of chrysanthemum, possibly Chrysanthemum × morifolium, although the Wikipedia article on same at reference 2 is not very helpful - beyond suggesting looking at the leaves, not visible in this snap. Maybe next time I go by. To be fair to Google, there are a great many different chrysanthemums and he did not have much to go on.

I put finding out the differences between daisies and chrysanthemums aside for another day. Autumn flowering of these last?

The Screwfix whitebeam.

PS 1: an outing to town the previous evening had failed to produce any trolleys at all, never mind any captures.

PS 2: but it did produce some conversation about dreaming in French, something that my mother said that she did as her (Montreal) French improved. Which all sounded well and good, but later it struck me that I was not sure what language I dreamed in. Sometimes, it was very clear what was happening, what was going on, but there were neither images nor words. I associate now to what Hurlburt called unsymbolised thinking (this while awake) and I had thought that I had experienced this during my foray into his Descriptive Experience Sampling. Maybe there is something language-like lurking under the hood. To be thought about some more, but in the meantime there is reference 3.

PS 3: I also associate to the phenomenon of blindsight, whereby it is clear from one's behaviour that one is seeing something, even though one has no conscious experience of same. See, for example, reference 4, turned up by Bing. And then there is the question of idioms, locutions like 'gave me a run for my money', where there is meaning, but which may not be readily computed from the words. Is there something language-like lurking under here too? Or under the 'faire l’école buissonnière' to be found at the very end of reference 5? While other people argue that talking came first and inner thought in words came later. With no need for thought without words. Any more than there seems to be in large language models, statistical rather than logical.

References 

Reference 1: https://psmv5.blogspot.com/2025/09/trolleys-988-and-989.html.

Reference 2: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chrysanthemum_%C3%97_morifolium.

Reference 3: https://psmv3.blogspot.com/2016/08/descriptive-experience-sampled.html.

Reference 4: https://pmc.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/articles/PMC8884361/.

Reference 5: https://psmv5.blogspot.com/2025/09/visitor-attraction.html.

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