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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Karaoke Karen and f(r)iendI too remember Karaoke Karen. She used to frequent Network in Wellingboro' on a student night and dance on a podium in a floral dress.
My favourite nutter of all time, Darren Fowler, went to my school. There was always rumours about him doing weird stuff, but his nuttyness came to the foreground when he was expelled from school. He decided to take his revenge on the teachers who chucked him out in the only way he knew how - by shooting them. He actually came to school with a shotgun and a bag full of cartridges and randomly took pot shots at teachers. He managed to hit one poor twat in the head.
I was fishing with a mate a few months prior to the shootings, when Darren walked over. He asked if we wanted to join him over the otherside of the river. He didn't seem that tapped, apart from he was calmly cutting lumps out of his thumb with a pen knife.
(, Fri 17 Sep 2004, 14:11, Reply)
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