Local NuttersEverywhere in the world has its fair share of deranged people. I grew up in Wolverhampton and remember the Polish tramp who lived in a tent on the roundabout. Legend had it that his coat was stuffed with cash. More recently I notice the guy who spends his day pushing a trolley round Camden Sainsburys shouting, "Best of luck!". Constantly. Tell us about your local nutters. Points for details. Extra points for photos.
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rob, Thu 16 Sep 2004, 11:54)
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Re: Colonel MustardJenny,
The Colonel isn't mad, he's just very, um.... individual. yes, that's it! He used to drink in my local before the landlord barred him. It may have been because he was such an utter bullshitter, putting the pub's long serving resident fantasist to shame, but it may have been because he would try and bring all his paraphernalia into the pub with him. The somewhat 'compact and Bijou' Fir Tree Tavern on Iffley road. Anyway, he just looks mad, but is definitely lucid.
The fat headphones lady who exposes herself to all and sundry is, however, the genuine article, and utterly barking.
(, Thu 16 Sep 2004, 16:09, Reply)
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