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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And finally...Not completely on topic, but worth telling all the same:
My Great-Grandparents live in a nursing home and have got some interesting tales to tell... for example, the time that a woman whipped out her tit for Grandad to examine at breakfast over the orange juice, accompanied by a triumphant "what do you think about that?", the woman who was forced to cut short a conversation by the staff as she'd 'lost her skirt', the woman who wet herself, then mopped it up with her cardigan, the numerous inmates that try to climb into each other's beds at night and last, but not least, the one that constantly tries to pick the lock in the conservatory, believing that the 'Japs' have him trapped in a POW camp.
Let me never get old.
(, Thu 16 Sep 2004, 13:47, Reply)
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