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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Chuffty Man
In my town in Devon, while we walked to school, every day we would pass the chuffty man. He was an old man with some sort of growth on his forehead (we thought he was an actual dick head). He couldn't talk properly but would always try and warn us of the "sea creatures" that were trying to get him. I havent seen him in 5 years, maybe the sea creatures finally had thier way with him.
( , Thu 16 Sep 2004, 14:14, Reply)
In my town in Devon, while we walked to school, every day we would pass the chuffty man. He was an old man with some sort of growth on his forehead (we thought he was an actual dick head). He couldn't talk properly but would always try and warn us of the "sea creatures" that were trying to get him. I havent seen him in 5 years, maybe the sea creatures finally had thier way with him.
( , Thu 16 Sep 2004, 14:14, Reply)
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