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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Rainbow JohnThis fellow can be seen around most of Sussex i believe as I've seen him on the train more than once. He dresses in reflective shiny material (like tinfoil but not as crinkly) and hands out leaflets. One day we took as many as we could to read them and they were filled with propaganda about 'Benjamin Creme' and the mysterious Mataria (could be spelled wrong, look in the personal ads in the Guardian and you'll see stuff about this..honest)There was also a story about him meeting Jesus in a tea shop in Bognor. We ran round him once with cameras and created quite a pleasing matrix style video of him looking confused at us. And of course Chicken George of Worcester (my home town) He was allegdly very rich (aren'tthey all?) and would dance by buskers. If you told him the japs were coming he would chase you with his stick.
(, Thu 16 Sep 2004, 16:38, Reply)
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