I used to think that the village idiot was a made up job title
This was however until I got on the bus in Wales.
Now I had been visiting my grandma and grandpa when me and me two brothers were then dragged to the bus stop by our mother, to go to town, this meant a trip on the bus. All was going well until about three or four stops into the journey a rather odd man wearing one of those bum bags got on the bus. Now as the next stop was the one we had to get off at we were stood at the front, and so was this guy. Once he had paid and taken his slot on the bus he then proceeded to kiss his ticket and wave it in the air like some kind of banner, a bit weird but I’ve seen worse or so I thought but then he employed his tong in the act of kissing this now sodden tick as well as still waving it about. After about five or so minutes of this when the ticket was on the verge of falling apart, he opened his little bum bag and carefully placed the dripping ticket in amongst his other equally treated ticks that were stuck together in his bag.
After disembarking the bus we were then informed that he was in fact the village idiot.
Thankfully he wasn’t there on the way back
(radial head fracture, Thu 25 Jun 2009, 16:51, Reply)