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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Southfields, South LondonDo not know the chaps name but he is big, hairy, big grey beard and usually wears a union jack bandanna wrapped round his head.
Usually striding round bare chested and wearing nothing but shorts and sandals.
Tends to scream at people walking by- something like "MORNING!" closely followed by "I SAID FUCKING MORNING!" followed by snarls.
He stopped me on the way to the tube to ask if I was listening to vivaldi- I wasn't.
He promptly pissed himself (no really, urine everywhere.)
And then tried to shake my hand.
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Razor What the fuck - a sig?, Fri 17 Sep 2004, 14:20,
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