I'm surrounded by strange folk
Ive been surrounded by eccentrics for so long I rarely even notice anymore.
But this QOTW has made me think perhaps I would move if it wasnt for the fact I feel rather sane in comparison.
The orthodox priest who never washes his robes, every week they seem to get more encrusted with food stains.
The guy who only ever wears a sarong tied round his waist, nothing else, not even shoes. Sometimes he will slap on a ginger wig.
The holy man swathed head to foot in white, long dreadlock dangling from under the turban.
One day he and a transvestite got into a punch up over the attentions of a crystal healer.
That was good entrtainment.
The guy everyone calls Mr Mad, cycles everywhere treating everyone to fine displays of tourettes, he is quite a sweetie actually, but scares the hell out of the tourists.
The busker who cant sing or play his guitar but tries anyway, have heard rumours he has won awards for being the worst busker in the SW.
The guy who sits outside the church with a toy mobile phone having very loud conversations.
The woman who will only wear the colour brown.
The woman who chalks rants againt various authorities on the pavements.
The woman who keeps a starling in her handbag.

Makes going out shopping interesting sometimes :)

Somebody somewhere will perhaps talk about me as the woman who gives out bags of choccies to people in the street at Xmas.
Whatever this town has Its rubbing off on me ;)
(insomniac-surfer oh go on then, just this once, Sat 1 Nov 2008, 14:07, 2 replies)

Bloody hell...
...where do you live?
(SnowyTheWereRabbit the Leporid from Hell, Sun 2 Nov 2008, 1:19, closed)

it...
..wouldn't be totnes would it...?
(inflateable, Sun 2 Nov 2008, 12:10, closed)