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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Dorset performs admirably for the nutters compendium
A personal favourite is Miss Stafford, a 6ft 3 genuine bearded lady. She's definitely not post op or anything; she just has a beard fuller than mine will ever be and smells like a landfill site.
One other worth mentioning is the delightful gentleman who is bald but insists on painting hair on his head in pitch black paint: wonderful sight in the rain. Becomes particularly disturbed by the phrase "The Russians are coming."
( , Thu 16 Sep 2004, 12:47, Reply)
A personal favourite is Miss Stafford, a 6ft 3 genuine bearded lady. She's definitely not post op or anything; she just has a beard fuller than mine will ever be and smells like a landfill site.
One other worth mentioning is the delightful gentleman who is bald but insists on painting hair on his head in pitch black paint: wonderful sight in the rain. Becomes particularly disturbed by the phrase "The Russians are coming."
( , Thu 16 Sep 2004, 12:47, Reply)
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