21 Jan 2006, Comments Off on Off my Trolley

Off my Trolley

Author: Helen

I’m wild about my new toy, purchased at the South Melbourne Market yesterday, where the joy of buying cherry tomatoes and mangoes at ridiculously tiny prices is weighed against standing in a queue with linen dress-clad women saying, “I’ve just come brrck from Prrrrtsea“.

Yes, my new Two Basket Trolley. I’m admiring it now: its clean lines, its minimalist design values, its sturdy wheels, its roomy baskets!

This will give you some idea (especially of how classy I’ll feel pushing it), but it’s really not the thing. My trolley is just so much gorgeouser than this. My google search for a picture – I still don’t have the all-important digital camera – took me to this fascinating site with the history and typology of Shopping Carts Through the Ages. Wikipedia also has an entry on the supermarket type of cart, with a sad picture of an undersea cart.

You see: Since Big Bad Supermarket ™ opened around the corner from the Balcony, I realised if I bought a trolley I could actually do shopping without the car. I could always take one from the supermarket and throw it in the creek like most people do, but I prefer something that’s easy to walk with. And that, dear reader, would greatly reduce my ecological footprint and perhaps my middle aged waistline.

We already have one of the single-basket, plastic coated wire trolleys; it’s flimsy and bits of it fall off, leaving gaps through which small purchases can escape. It’s also hateful to push. Then there is the classic shopping jeep – a longstanding Aussie icon, I know. But with the deep rectangular shape, there is the danger of squishing ones earlier purchases with the weight of the stuff on top of it. Besides, with the vinyl trollies, it appears compulsory to have a tiny, depressed pomeranian or Silky terrier cross with runny eyes to sit on top with its bum on your shopping to nauseate passersby, and I’m not prepared to go that far. Obviously, if you have a Real Dog, the other benefit of trolley ownership is that it gets extra walkies.

Plus, it’ll be good practice for when I’m a nutty old lady with fifteen layers of clothes.

I can’t wait to test my baby out today, although it might be quite hot, so we might be looking at an evening outing. Big Bad Supermarket ™ never seems to sleep.

Comments (0)

  • R.H. says:

    Listen, stop bunging it on, you just bought that bloody thing to pick up stuff on the council chuck out. Tell the truth! And hey, that vinyl trolly you’re talking about is called a shopping jeep. Old dears have been using them for ages. You just trundle it along behind you, much easier than steering some metal thing. And you can put all the heavy shopping on the bottom.
    They’re the best thing ever. Except for an old pram, of course.

    So wake up! Don’t be so bloody Portsea! Who do you think you are, the Marquess of Melton?

    You are not. Miss Brownie has that title.

    And rightly so.

  • Helen says:

    OMG, how did I get the name of such an iconic article wrong (the shopping jeep, not Brownie/Marquess of Melton). Updating now.

    I’ve always done the scientific market shop – Spuds, kumara and legs o’lamb first, leafy greens and squashables on top. But it’s easier with the two baskets, trust me on this one.

  • My dear friend Lady Williamson named her shopping jeep Boaedica and we plan to put daggers on the wheels like Ben Her had.

    Re Prue and Trude: South Melbourne is like that.
    ( I owned a terrace at 23 Dundas Place 1982/3)

    re your trolley pic: in Double Indemnity, Barbara Stanwyk meets the sap in the supermarket (she looks really cool in sunnies and scarf) and shoots him in the stomach. blam. “I love you Walter. I knew I loved you when I couldn’t fire a second shot”.

    they don’t write em like that anymore.
    wear kevlar.

    PS I came here to publicise some stolen guitars. see my place. xxx

  • Helen says:

    Armaniac, I approved a comment from you which was in moderation – and it’s disappeared! Very frustrating, considering the comment was about how much better comments work in WP!

    Obviously there are still some wrinkles in this thing to iron out.

  • saint says:

    On the rare occasions I see a vinyl thingammy these days I remember the painful hours trying to wheel one of those around behind my mum as she battled the crowds and the spruikers at the Adelaide Market. She, trying to make every last cent count; it being bigger and getting heavier than me after we’d finished the shop.

    Heh. Now I know why I’ll cook for you, clean for you, change your tyres and paint your house, just don’t ask me to go grocery shopping.

  • Helen says:

    Saint, you’re on!

    And Brownie, the daggers on the wheels is a v.g. idea. I’m getting the blowtorch out now.

  • R.H. says:

    That trolly is a very shrewd purchase. It will probably double as a walking aid for you in a few years.


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