In one of our supermarkets they employ people with disabilities, and they do a darned good job.

On one occasion I lost my shopping. One minute the trolley was there, and then it wasn't.

I went up t the desk to ask if they knew about it.

Seems that the DS lad who found my trolley was super-efficient and had returned everything back to the shelves.

Funny, but it was Friday night, straight after work, and all I wanted to do was go home.