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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Berdo?!
I also lived with Berdo, who's catchphrase was "Oh for fucks sake!" (usually screamed)
He used to go into the shower fully dressed. And he ate buckets of microwaved all-bran (which was reflected in his bathroom/bedroom habits).
( , Thu 16 Sep 2004, 14:53, Reply)
I also lived with Berdo, who's catchphrase was "Oh for fucks sake!" (usually screamed)
He used to go into the shower fully dressed. And he ate buckets of microwaved all-bran (which was reflected in his bathroom/bedroom habits).
( , Thu 16 Sep 2004, 14:53, Reply)
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