Funny and very relatable, Bev. I've had that happen a couple of times. Once I also mistakenly rolled away someone else's cart left in an aisle. I didn't realise it wasn't mine until I'd put several items in it and rolled it to the checkout counter. This was in France and explaining my mistake in my fractured French was an experience I could have lived without . . .

Janice Macdonald
Janice Macdonald

Written by Janice Macdonald

At 68, I started a new chapter in my life: I moved to France. Alone. It turned out to be quite the page-turner. Still is — even when age insists on a part.

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