This is my shopping basket (cabas). The same type as used by almost every person in France. Simple, 100% natural, and perfectly practical.
Baskets are a way of life in France; no self-respecting person would be seen dead with either a plastic or paper bag, it would bring shame on the family.
Of course there is some social snobbery connected to baskets. Proper wicker baskets are possibly top of the aristocratic ladder; especially if large and locally made, but this one above does me fine. My only bit of luxury being the leather covered handles, which some don't have.
I remember being in an English supermarket with my basket (Sainsbury's), when a large pompous-looking woman scolded me for not having taken a dedicated wire basket from inside the entrance. I explained to her that it was a SHOPPING BASKET, for SHOPPING, and she almost phoned the police. When I asked for her name (and explained that I was a shareholder) she sensibly disappeared.
How stupid can people be; I have always refused to use plastic bags (and hate plastic wrappings), yet here was this woman almost insisting that I should.
I suppose one of the most instantly noticeable differences between UK and French streets must be the use of store-promoting plastic bags. The UK is awash; France not.