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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Those bloody squirrels!A while ago i was having a formal dinner in the summer with a rather pleasant family. Everything was fine, the food was nice and the wine flowed freely. The big sliding doors which led out of the dining room and into the plush garden were open. Were chatting away nice and civilised when the next thing you know a squirrel scurries past the window. "That little bastard!" screams the man at the head of the table (shockingly my then girlfriend/partners father!) and pulls out a high powered air rifle. What proceeded was lots of ducking as he started firing wildly out into the garden from across the table.. i seem to remember he had some rather posh job.. who would have guessed!
(, Thu 16 Sep 2004, 21:57, Reply)
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