
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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Came in and ordered 2 pints, sat at a table and put the other pint opposite his seat... expecting company you would think?
Oh no, this guy. The headcase swaps seats every 5 minutes and gradually drinks both pints, talking to himself all the time, then fucks off.
( , Thu 16 Sep 2004, 16:18, Reply)
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