Local NuttersEverywhere 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.
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rob, Thu 16 Sep 2004, 11:54)
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The guy who worked at Plymouth uniHe went everywhere barefoot. no shoes, no socks. He wore toerings too. I think he conceded to opentoe sandals once in bad weather :o)
Also, when I caught the bus to uni each day, there was a guy who was a bit away with the fairies. He'd spend every bus journey holding whispered conversations with himself. Alarmingly, he often chose to sit next to me, I think he was my stalker for a while. He couldn't stand still at the busstop either, he'd just pace up and down endlessly, muttering to himself as he went!
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notshiny, Thu 16 Sep 2004, 12:58,
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