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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I live in Reading, we have our fair share.In fact there's fucking loads, but I love 'em. The bearded shouting tramp, who shouts things that are probably meant to be obscene but just sound like RRRRAAAAAAOOOORRRRGGGGG. I saw him walking along the middle of the Oxford Road the other week with a 3 litre diamond white bottle with his keks round his ankles. And the Running Man, a small bearded tramp who runs everywhere while looking at the ground. Both of these guys often have quite nasty injuries, usually on the face. I hope it's from falling over pissed, not some bastard beating them up. I like nutters.
(, Thu 16 Sep 2004, 14:39, Reply)
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