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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Coventry - Hope & Anchor Pub
There used to be a guy who'd turn up every night wearing a blue anorak with the hood up and tied very tightly around his face, carrying a plastic bag. He also had incredibly long - and dirty fingernails that curled round his fingers.
He'd order a pint of mild and then stand in front of a mirror talking to himself, rocking back and forth all night, occasionally taking a sip of his beer.
( , Thu 16 Sep 2004, 12:58, Reply)
There used to be a guy who'd turn up every night wearing a blue anorak with the hood up and tied very tightly around his face, carrying a plastic bag. He also had incredibly long - and dirty fingernails that curled round his fingers.
He'd order a pint of mild and then stand in front of a mirror talking to himself, rocking back and forth all night, occasionally taking a sip of his beer.
( , Thu 16 Sep 2004, 12:58, Reply)
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