I always take my man shopping with me, I have a sadistic streak a mile wide.
However, I never go shopping with my mum, she likes to go around second hand markets looking for treasure (she watches too many Bargain Hunt type programs) I throw a glance over the stuff, decide it's all rubbish and want to go home, she insist on handling every item, checking it for maker's marks and haggling to get £1 off, grrr.