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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We have a few here...Midway between Southend and Basildon.
We have the man in the hunting cap and milk-bottle glasses who sits next to girls on the bus up to college. He's about 50 and while not quite a kiddy-fiddler (the girls in question being over 16) is certainly deeply unnerving. He also smells.
The not-all-there lady with the not-all-there son who is around 12 and plays with toy trains continuously at the bus stop (he will drive them over anything in their path, including people sitting in the seats - he has the 'simple' look his mother, who accompanies him, has. It's quite sad really.
The weird old woman who will get on the bus occasionally and remark to anyone over the age of 30 how nice a day it is, then burst into fits of old-witch cackling for no reason at all. Obviously also a bit simple, but being rather scary I can't feel sorry for her.
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Shegetz Chris Kamara's comedy moustache, Fri 17 Sep 2004, 17:04,
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