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 fuitloops of Sunny Tunny WellsHere in fine middle class Tunbridge Wells we have a wonderful selection of socialy awkward individuals. The most famous of which is 'Naughty Boy Man.' So called because he walks around the town in a top hat singing 'I'm a naughty boy, everything I do is a sin' at the top of his voice. He normally walks around the shopping centre acting completely normal and then randomlys runs into a shop and starts his self-deprecating ditty. Absolute fruitloop.
We also have a tramp known as 'the rinky-dink man' who plays the same tune on his battered old guitar regardless of whether it has six strings, four strings or none at all. Come to think of it he bears a startling resembelance to Alan Moore...
Then of course there's stacking boxes man, mad running mubling girl, tramp who camps in the woods, cross-dressing old man and his buddy who looks like an American civil war vet, camp man who talks to nobody on his mobile (as loudly as possible.)....to name but a few.
Apparently Tunbridge Wells and the surrounding area has the highest incest rate in all of the UK....
(, Thu 16 Sep 2004, 14:33, Reply)
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