Middle aged man in Tescos today carrying all his shopping in his arms.
Dropping bits everywhere. It was as if he was appearing on Crackerjack.
What was on his mind?
Why would you not say to yourself, oh, obviously it turns out I need more than the one loaf of bread I came in for and could do with some sort of carrying device - oooh look! - a faintly cubiod construction made of robust wire in a square pattern with a sort of primitive handle affixed to it - could I utilise that in any way?
Was he trying to advertise himself as: Single, In Need Of A Wife (but only achieving: Usless, In Need Of A Kick Up The Arse).
Why?
Why?