Hello everyone, I would just like to share with you, what happened to me at Asda. I usually go to Asda on a Thursday. But I can't go tomorrow. I don't know why, but from when I got up, I dreaded going. I don't usually, because I have been going for quite a long time. Any way I got there about a quarter past ten. At first they couldn't find the person that takes me round. Twenty five minutes later he arrived. Then we couldn't find a trolley. Ten minutes later we found one. The trip round the shop went off okay. When we got to the pay out, Oh horrors! I had left my purse at home. I just didn't know what to do or say. Any way I told the person who had gone round with me. So every thing went back where it had come from, and I came home for my purse, which I couldn't find. But on the way home, I had a problem. My dog hasn't been very well, and he has been having treatment from the vet. Any way he spent tuppence. Any way, I managed to move it. Anyway I took it to Nigel at the pet stall, and asked him, if he could put it in the waste bin. Because I wasn't sure where the nearest public one was. Any way as I said I got home, and looked every where for my purse. I found it in a corner near the door. How it had got there, I don't know, but I was just glad to find it. I got back to Asda, got my things, to find that they wouldn't all fit in my trolley. So I had to put a carrier full of stuff on top, and carry it that way. I don't know how I got home. Any way all's well that ends well. Thanks for listening to my tale of woe. to those who I have told about my Cat Cleo, She is nine teen to day. Judith, from Farnworth Bolton.