Local Nutters
Everywhere 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.
( , Thu 16 Sep 2004, 11:54)
Everywhere 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.
( , Thu 16 Sep 2004, 11:54)
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Moses
There was a guy in my grandads home town of Amlywch (I think thats how it is spelt) called Moses and due to cars insisting on crashing into his front room he used to stand outside his house directing traffic from morning till night dressed in mac and wellies. He was a strange character and my parents said I was not to talk to him.
( , Thu 16 Sep 2004, 12:08, Reply)
There was a guy in my grandads home town of Amlywch (I think thats how it is spelt) called Moses and due to cars insisting on crashing into his front room he used to stand outside his house directing traffic from morning till night dressed in mac and wellies. He was a strange character and my parents said I was not to talk to him.
( , Thu 16 Sep 2004, 12:08, Reply)
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