This is a dreadful blow...
My trolley and I (I didn't give it a name) have been travelling the highways and byways of Southern England (and the streets of London), for over 2 years now, transporting all sorts of bits and bobs... drills, rollers, brushes, saws, paint, food (yes, food) and many other items too numerous to mention and generally keeping the world of commerce ticking over.
Many people
We persevered, regardless, come rain, snow and sunshine...truly an all weather combination!
Fearless, I would even suggest.
No more, I'm afraid.
I had noticed recently that the bloody thing was coming apart at the seams - literally.
Much stapling had been administered in order for normal service to continue.
I suppose I should have seen the writing on the wall a couple of weeks ago.
I was outside my door, wresting with the, rather overburdened and lumpy article when I heard someone behind me shout 'SNAP!'.
I turned around to see a blue-rinsed octogenarian (female) grinning at me and holding onto an identical 'vehicle' trying to make it to Tesco before either of them passed out...
'Argos' was all I said and we made our excuses and trundled off down the road, wondering if my street-cred had suffered somewhat.
The final straw came on Friday.
It was one step too far...
As I unloaded the groaning trolley off the train, I misjudged the gap and dropped it onto the platform with a 'crack'.
I ignored it, as usual, but found that the normal effortless 'glide' had now become a real drag.
The chassis had broken and I was without any suspension.
With much effin' and blindin' I hauled the thing back to base and immediately got forensics onto it.
It was a write-off.
It will be sadly missed, but the show goes on...
Trolley.v2 will be making an appearance soon...an industrial version.
I will be posting pics of it soon.
Apparently, the tyres were illegal as well..
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