Love is all around

 What is it about the Coop?  Almost everytime MTL goes there alone he tells me of yet another elderly lady who has engaged him in conversation. Never happens at Tesco's or Morrison's.  Today I was shopping alone at the Coop - MTL was elsewhere with his own  trolley and as I was trying to spot frozen  puff pastry - for one of Chef's (see sidebar) excellent recipes, a silver haired charmer, in a wheelchair asked  me if I could get him a raspberry  pavlova from the top shelf.  As I handed it to him he said he would never  have been able to get it without me and we exchanged smiles.
At the exit my rusted  trolley got its wheels twisted and was dragging me into the road when yet    another chappie in a flat cap asked me if I was in charge of the trolley and  masterfully wrested it from my grip and led me to the car park. I thanked him profusely and convinced him I could manage the rest and we bade a fond farewell.  To my embarrassment the trolley wouldn't work in the park so to retrieve my £1 I had to re-enter the store passing flat cap on the way in and on the way out.
By the time I reached the car my face was aching with smiling and MTL who had caught the last action was having a quiet chuckle.