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 Mad Monk and Crazy KenThere's a bloke that wanders around Bradford and the surrounding area wearing nothing but a robe and sandals, regardless of the weather or the time of year. He smiles at everybody and waves at buses. Rumour has it he lives in a cave somewhere near Shipley. My Mum says he was wandering around when she was growing up there over 30 years ago.
When I lived in Bishop's Stortford there was a guy we called Crazy Ken. He'd shout and swear at passing cars and he always carried a 2 litre bottle of Sainsbury's lemonade. Everyone used to cross the road when they saw hime coming. My mate once dared me to whistle at him, which of course I did, and he chased us down the road. We only narrowly escaped by clambering over a fence and hiding in some bushes. Good old days!!!
(, Thu 16 Sep 2004, 13:06, Reply)
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