Comments on: Stephen Gill’s Trolley Women

By: Doodle Jump

Doodle Jump — Tue, 24 Dec 2024 03:23:56 +0000

Hello Jan! It brings back a memory of my late mom’s first trolley—a wicker one! We had a very tolerant Siamese cat as a pet when I was a kid. That wicker cart was our go-to for adventures. As it sat there, quietly surveying the garden and our peaceful street, the cat would rest one paw on the edge. The thought of carefree days spent with my feline buddy brings up a flood of wonderful memories.

By: Christine Swan

Christine Swan — Mon, 10 Jul 2023 18:24:05 +0000

@jan you have reminded me of my late Mum’s first trolley which was wicker! When I was little, we had a pet Siamese cat which was exceedingly tolerant. We used to take for rides in said wicker trolley. The cat would sit with one paw casually placed over the rim, taking in the sights of the garden and our quiet street. Thank you for reminding me of happy, carefree days with my feline friend.

By: DR. CHARLES JENKINS

DR. CHARLES JENKINS — Mon, 10 Jul 2023 15:42:02 +0000

I still have my mother’s trolley – I used it myself here in the U.S. and everyone would comment positively about it – I continued to use it until I became to old to shop. Now it sits in a spare room and I consider it an ‘OBJET D’ART’!

By: Michael

Michael — Mon, 10 Jul 2023 09:18:59 +0000

Oh I love my 4 wheeler trolley, use it for everything from the Christmas Turkey, to the electric drill. I’m not your traditional lady but I count myself one of them anyway.

By: Cherub

Cherub — Mon, 10 Jul 2023 01:30:43 +0000

I love trollies, it’s very common to see both women and men with them where I live in Switzerland. I have a grey patterned one in Switzerland, a pink one with a bird pattern in Scotland. If people don’t have a trolley in Switzerland, they use a small suitcase on wheels.

Back in the 70s when I was at high school, girls at my school were allowed to take woodwork as an activity. We made wooden shopping trolleys, painted them and added a PVC waterproof cover. My dad used mine to transport beer and wine from the shops at Christmas ?

By: John Cunningham

John Cunningham — Sun, 09 Jul 2023 15:49:41 +0000

I remember ladies using shopping trolleys when I was a child in the 50s and 60s. A very sensible and practical way of bringing the shopping home. My mum had a succession of them. I wonder why it took so long before somebody realised that wheels could also be attached to suitcases? I remember during the same period going on holiday lugging big heavy suitcases around.

By: Mary Percival

Mary Percival — Sun, 09 Jul 2023 10:24:13 +0000

Lovely pictures really capturing the women’s’ dignity and independence. Interesting about the firm that makes these square wheeled aluminium frames. But there are so many other wheeled shopping baskets – fabric, wicker, 2, 3 and 4 wheels that must go back a century. An illustrated history would be fascinating.

By: Jan

Jan — Sun, 09 Jul 2023 09:26:30 +0000

Very interesting. I remember buying a whicker trolley for my mum probably in the mid 1960s. I would have been about 12. It has a handle at the centre rather like a walking stick. They were a common sight then, far more so than the ones featured here. I remember making a plastic covering for the top, a bit like a huge shower cap, to keep the shopping dry.

By: Clare Shepherd

Clare Shepherd — Sun, 09 Jul 2023 07:35:46 +0000

1 love the pound look on these elderly ladies faces, as if they’re say this is me and my trolley and I’m getting on with my life. Brilliant! Thanks

By: Christine Swan

Christine Swan — Sun, 09 Jul 2023 07:20:46 +0000

Thank you GA and Stephen. My mum was a very slight woman but she possessed two trolleys, neither of which were as sturdy as the models shown here. When my parents lived just outside of Dover, we used to regularly shop in Calais when I visited them. The fare was only £5 return so perfectly affordable for a day trip. The trolley was always first off of the ferry. It could be used to create a way through the throngs of “booze cruise” regulars. The trolley was the first on the bus to the hypermarket to be filled with French wine, cheeses and Suchard Rocher ( my favourite chocolates, unobtainable this side of the channel). The trolley accompanied us to le restaurant et le café before our ferry home. For a trolley, it led a very interesting life, clanking through customs, groaning under the weight. It was probably also used for the local shop too but I only remember it on the trips to France. Happy days!