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enjoyed this and it is now part of my vocabulary, thank you.
I've got more time now should expand on the etymology of "racing trollies":
I graduated in 2001 and went to work for Tesco Stores Ltd, in their IT department graduate intake scheme.
The first couple of weeks had all of us graduates in a training programme, that started with the inevitable ice-breaker bullshit.
The room of twenty of us were asked to name, amongst other things, something that we loved about Tesco or the Tesco brand. (pukes on cock at the memory, but I digress).
Around the room we went, with everyone making up some crap about "reliability" or "values" or "consistency" or even "historical entrepreneurship" etc etc ... ad nauseum.
One of the last to answer was a mouthy young man by the name of Henry Price, who answered "Racing trollies!" - much to the bewilderment of the trainer running the session.
When pressed, Henry told us that the Tesco nearest to his university halls has introduced the mini trollies during his second year. It was situated at the top of a long but shallow road, so they would liberate them in the middle of the night, using fake pound coin tokens, and race them down the hill, whilst completely shit faced.
He and I remained firm friends for the next eight years. (Maybe I should look him up)
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When pressed, Henry told us that the Tesco nearest to his university halls has introduced the mini trollies during his second year. It was situated at the top of a long but shallow road, so they would liberate them in the middle of the night, using fake pound coin tokens, and race them down the hill, whilst completely shit faced.
Back in the mists of time we used to race normal (pre-racing) trolleys around the car park (now the site of the Hilton Cambridge City Centre) at the back of Lion Yard shopping centre in Cambridge. If you got the speed just right you could wall ride down the spiral exit ramp. If you got the speed wrong it was ... painful.
I enjoyed this and it is now part of my vocabulary, thank you.